It had already been a long day. I had taken a Sister in my ward to the hospital at 2:45, and now it was a little past 9pm. We sat in the drive-thru at CVS, waiting for her prescription to be filled. A cop was parked near us, in the small and dark parking lot around the side of CVS that the drive-thru was on. He seemed to be having fun playing with his car - fiddling with buttons and knobs, flipping the lights on and off, and inspecting the decals that said "Police". His buddy drove up. The second cop's car was identical to the first's, but the two officers went through the whole fun process - again - of examining the features of their cars. Their conversation went from their cars, to inappropriate comments about some girl they know named Emily, back to their cars.
"Hey, man, I tried the lights yesterday. I turned 'em on, just to see what people would do, and zhoop, zhoop (imagine this sound accompanied by hand gestures indicating cars pulling over), all those cars pulled over!"
"Yeah, it's great, isn't it?"
The two looked extremely impressed with themselves. The pride of the police force then proceeded to turn their flashing lights on, backed up few steps to admire their handiwork, and began practicing whipping their guns out of the holsters reminiscent of the Old West. I rolled my eyes.
I admit I was tempted to get out of my car and confront the second cop about my feelings on his bragging about his misuse of authority entrusted to him by the city (or county, or state - I can't remember which level of government his car revealed that he worked for). But I didn't - even though I did confront some random guy in traffic the other day and told him I thought he was a jerk (I walked up to his car while he was stopped at a stoplight). But he couldn't arrest me and didn't have a gun.
I doubt that criminals who were in mid-crime last night realized how lucky they were that these two officers in particular happened to be on duty.
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Are they worse at driving in Maryland than here?!? Anyway, I feel the same with most police authority (with the exception of an old bishop). I see them make illegal right turns and put on their sirens for a block and then turn them off. I think they want a life of excitement and have to sometimes create it.
The only place I've ever seen worse drivers than Washington DC is Naples, Italy. Everyone here is simply terrible.
I miss Bishop Jackson!
I got pulled over by a motor cycle cop on the last holiday. he was nice but really didn't have a reason to pull me over. I told him there was a traffic sign that said 40 and he said "that must have been back there a ways, right here it's 30." And where's that sign????
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