Snow-haters and a police raid
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matrixrefugeeWell... our town's idea of a police raid.
I was paying for my lunch at the courtesy booth yesterday afternoon, and this drunk woman was standing at my left elbow, swearing a blue streak at "Lola" the courtesy booth manager about something or other. I very nearly reached into my purse for my shiny new cellphone to call the police and ask them to do something about this obnoxious freak, but I decided against it. I stepped away to go have my lunch, and when I got back ten minutes later, there were two police cruisers outside the store. All the cashiers and sackers who weren't doing anything were staring at the three cops who walked in, just as I got to my slot, and some of them started asking me what was up. Fortunately, "Tracy", one of the supervisors was right there to explain it. Apparantly, the drunk woman had reached into the courtesy booth and tried to grab the change drawer that one of the clerks was counting change into, so "Lola" had to read her the Riot Act. Three of the managers had to hold the drunk down while someone -- probably either Lola or the store manager -- called in Our Town's Finest to haul her away to the cooler. I imagine there's going to be a blurb about it in the "Town Crier"'s police log.
I'll admit, this was much easier to deal with than the hideous people who are whinging about the snowfall we got the other day. All one-half of an inch of it. You'd think this was Denver and the five feet of snow they got at Christmas, or Santa Fe, New Mexico, where people were pinballing around the streets as they tried to drive their cars because they don't have sand/aalt trucks like we do.
I was paying for my lunch at the courtesy booth yesterday afternoon, and this drunk woman was standing at my left elbow, swearing a blue streak at "Lola" the courtesy booth manager about something or other. I very nearly reached into my purse for my shiny new cellphone to call the police and ask them to do something about this obnoxious freak, but I decided against it. I stepped away to go have my lunch, and when I got back ten minutes later, there were two police cruisers outside the store. All the cashiers and sackers who weren't doing anything were staring at the three cops who walked in, just as I got to my slot, and some of them started asking me what was up. Fortunately, "Tracy", one of the supervisors was right there to explain it. Apparantly, the drunk woman had reached into the courtesy booth and tried to grab the change drawer that one of the clerks was counting change into, so "Lola" had to read her the Riot Act. Three of the managers had to hold the drunk down while someone -- probably either Lola or the store manager -- called in Our Town's Finest to haul her away to the cooler. I imagine there's going to be a blurb about it in the "Town Crier"'s police log.
I'll admit, this was much easier to deal with than the hideous people who are whinging about the snowfall we got the other day. All one-half of an inch of it. You'd think this was Denver and the five feet of snow they got at Christmas, or Santa Fe, New Mexico, where people were pinballing around the streets as they tried to drive their cars because they don't have sand/aalt trucks like we do.
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Date: 2007-01-21 01:24 am (UTC)~Ruby