Police Attention
Recently I moved a few computers around at the Garage, placing my own rig in the front room beside Erik and the Red Dragon. My new desk location gives me prime window territory, and I now notice just how often the police check up on us. Squad cars have cruised by our house around 1 AM at least twice a week. In the past, we have had a “Don’t poke the sleeping bear” attitude toward police, hoping that if we keep our activities toned down and don’t provoke our neighbors, the police won’t pursue us further. Clearly, this is not the case.
However, just a few days ago I was driving through Rockford when I saw a plume of white smoke – somebody had overheated, and quite badly. There were police flashers through the smoke, so I assumed they were on the scene already. Upon getting closer, I could barely keep the smile off my face: they [i]were[/i] the scene!
The two poor officers had overheated their cruiser so badly that it was no longer driveable, and it was now halfway parked into some gas station. They were standing around looking foolish when I stopped by and snapped a few pictures. Schadenfreude like this just makes my whole day worthwhile.
PS: Police don’t like it when you take pictures of them. This photo was taken immediately before a “are you taking pictures of us? You can’t do that” reprimand. I didn’t have the heart to tell him, but yes – yes we can.
