toreskha
Titles are un-American.
I was going home through the woods late Friday night (or early Saturday morning, depending on your definition) and noticed this Crown Vic trailing me closely. I didn't think I had been speeding, but I got my ID ready, and after a few minutes, the blue lights came on. I pulled over, turned the lights off, rolled down the window, etc...the LEO came up and said, "Good evening sir, and...oh, you're not who I'm looking for." It was a guy I knew from high school, and our parents knew each other pretty well, but I didn't know this guy had become a cop. He told me that they were looking for a robbery suspect in the area, and he was driving a car similar to mine. He said on the radio that he didn't have the guy. We talked for a few seconds, and then he said he had to run. About that time, a marked Impala (probably his backup unit) came flying down the road and whipped around the median, going back in the direction of town.
I told him I thought it was great that he was an officer, and thanks for doing a great job as he ran back to his car. I hope they found the guy. That was by far the best encounter I've ever had - it broke the monotony, no ticket, I got some news, and a personal reunion all in one!
I told him I thought it was great that he was an officer, and thanks for doing a great job as he ran back to his car. I hope they found the guy. That was by far the best encounter I've ever had - it broke the monotony, no ticket, I got some news, and a personal reunion all in one!