Thursday, April 24, 2008
DRUG BUSTED
I am sitting in my car, eating salad, because I had rehearsal with my scene partner before class and now I need to eat before I go to class, and I’m just sitting here, minding my own business, when a cop car pulls up next to me with two cops inside and they stare at the house I am parked in front of. Then another cop car pulls up alongside them and they chat, and they both stare at the house. The house does nothing. No movement, no flutter at a window, nothing. And I’m looking at the cops and back to the house, and back and forth and wondering: what is going on here? But they both pull away and I go back to my salad. And then the first one returns. And parks. And two cops get out. In plain clothes but with visible badges and guns in holsters and they are fully checking this house out! The house still does nothing. Obviously playing it cool. But I figure it’s a Vice bust and I start my car and drive away `cause there is no way I am getting in the middle of a bust by Vice. And because I am too lazy to check the police blotter we will never know what that was.
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