Open up it's the police!
12:30 a.m.I slowly come around because my cell phone is ringing and D through the crack at the door asking "Did I hear that?"
There was someone at the apartment door banging on it ,pushing the button and yelling "Open up it's the police"of course D didn't get the door . You can't be too carefull.This is the second time cops have been banging at our door wanting it to be opened.
I threw off the covers to get at my phone, but by now it had stopped ringing.While I was fumbling with the phone in the dark trying to see who called,D was back at the door "The place is surrounded by police"
Oh boy our chance to get on "COPS" bad boys, bad boys.
As I struggled to put on my pants, the weak little bell on the phone sounded to let me know that someone had left a message.
Man o man; pants ,message, red and blue lights flashing through the window,D at the door, what in the world?All sorts of things were going through my mind. Late phone calls, far from home this can't be good. It's happened before.
Finally I retrieved the message. The local police were calling to let me know somebody had smashed into the company truck that was parked on the street, whew. Just then D is back at the door "I'm so sorry, your truck is up on the grass somebody crashed into it"
"Why are you sorry" I said.
"My first reaction is always guilt" he said ........tsk.
I head outside and am greeted by one of tenants in her housecoat watching the action. She welcomes me back from Canada and asks if I had a nice Christmas.
" Oh ya " I said "but I got business to take care of thanks anyway eh"
I walked toward the police "This your truck?" he said.
"Yep" I said
"Sorry we had to wake you"He said.
Holy mackeral ,"sorry", "welcome back",these people. I said"Don't be sorry"
He said that it couldn't be good being pulled out into the the street in the middle of the night.
No but it's not as bad as smacking up your car in the middle of the night.
"How's the driver?"
"Okay ,just a bump on her nose"said the cop.
That's about it. We just waited around for the tow truck to get the car out of there. I drove the truck around to my new $30 dollar a month parking spot, off the street.Went back inside shot the shit with D for a few minutes, done.
later...........................
P.S.
D got to see me in my underwear and he didn't scratch his eyes out. Amazing.....
There was someone at the apartment door banging on it ,pushing the button and yelling "Open up it's the police"of course D didn't get the door . You can't be too carefull.This is the second time cops have been banging at our door wanting it to be opened.
I threw off the covers to get at my phone, but by now it had stopped ringing.While I was fumbling with the phone in the dark trying to see who called,D was back at the door "The place is surrounded by police"
Oh boy our chance to get on "COPS" bad boys, bad boys.
As I struggled to put on my pants, the weak little bell on the phone sounded to let me know that someone had left a message.
Man o man; pants ,message, red and blue lights flashing through the window,D at the door, what in the world?All sorts of things were going through my mind. Late phone calls, far from home this can't be good. It's happened before.
Finally I retrieved the message. The local police were calling to let me know somebody had smashed into the company truck that was parked on the street, whew. Just then D is back at the door "I'm so sorry, your truck is up on the grass somebody crashed into it"
"Why are you sorry" I said.
"My first reaction is always guilt" he said ........tsk.
I head outside and am greeted by one of tenants in her housecoat watching the action. She welcomes me back from Canada and asks if I had a nice Christmas.
" Oh ya " I said "but I got business to take care of thanks anyway eh"
I walked toward the police "This your truck?" he said.
"Yep" I said
"Sorry we had to wake you"He said.
Holy mackeral ,"sorry", "welcome back",these people. I said"Don't be sorry"
He said that it couldn't be good being pulled out into the the street in the middle of the night.
No but it's not as bad as smacking up your car in the middle of the night.
"How's the driver?"
"Okay ,just a bump on her nose"said the cop.
That's about it. We just waited around for the tow truck to get the car out of there. I drove the truck around to my new $30 dollar a month parking spot, off the street.Went back inside shot the shit with D for a few minutes, done.
later...........................
P.S.
D got to see me in my underwear and he didn't scratch his eyes out. Amazing.....
posted by Roddy at 4:56 AM
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