Sunday, October 25, 2009

My Night With the Police, Part Deux




We had to find a restroom. Where are restrooms when you are on the road? In the gas station, of course! We got to Casey's, and as I got out of the car to go in, I heard, "Wait." It was Officer Long. We got back in the car, and I didn't realize where we were going until we were almost there. Of course, when the poor officer had to pee, we got called back to Mommy and Man. This time Mommy had called in saying that Man had done something to hurt the daughter. Officer Long, having been on the job for 11 years, realized that Mommy probably just wanted Man out of the apartment. Guess what?! The woman was right, for when she got back in the car the second time, she told me that, once again, they told the couple that as officers, they can't force the man to leave his place of residence. (which the apartment was, because Mommy had let him live there for a time)

More importantly, though, we still had to pee. "Let's try this other gas station this time," Officer Long tells me. Guppy's On The Go was the name, and peeing was the game. Eventually, though, we left, with the addition of a Mountain Dew and some turkey bites to our party. She let me try some of the turkey, and it was actually pretty good, considering it came prepackaged from the cooler at a gas station. We then proceeded to see some of the flooded homes in the area. It was amazing how different one street was from the next. We would drive down one street, and see many houses that were rebuilt, and then turn the corner, and every house was still in ruins. The best flood house she showed me was one that was being worked on. The construction crew must have been doing something with the foundation, though, because it was jacked up about 15 feet in the air! It was one of the craziest things I have ever seen in my city. The house was sitting on four columns of wooden beams, and my jaw was sitting on the floor.

Then the fun started. Officer Long told me that she doesn't normally do traffic stops in the rain, but she would for me. How nice. So we waited near a four way stop. It wasn't really a fair game, though, because two of the four ways were blocked off, and the intersection was just an L instead of a +. Within a minute of us stopping there, someone drove by and barely stopped at the stop sign, but she decided not to pursue that one; we could easily have gotten ten if we wanted. Shortly after, some chick in a VW flew by, and went right through the intersection, stopping only enough to turn under control.

On went the lights! Down went the pedal! I have never been in a car that was as recklessly (but under control) driven as that police car was. We flew to catch up to the lady, who was going kind of fast. The funny thing was that when asked if she knew why she was pulled over, she said she was speeding. Well thanks for admitting that, too, but she really got pulled over for not stopping. Officer Long was nice, though, and let her off with a warning in spite of her poor driving record.
The rest of the night was good, fun, and educational, but not quite as exciting. I received a personal tour of the county jail and the city police station. It was very good, as a citizen of the two domains, to see what all of our money funds. All things considered, it was a very enjoyable night, and I wish I could do it again. Thank you Five Seasons Leadership, CRPD and Lt. Fitzpatrick, and Officer Long.

1 comment:

  1. Oh Doc, for a second there I actually thought you were in trouble...Then I realized who's blog this was.

    Awesome story, that must have been really cool to be an assistant police.

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