"Hands on the hood, now!"
I've just gotten back into my car + a 2.5 hr trip to the MVA,(aka Department of Motor Vehicles)where I've spent enough money to take a family of four out to a nice restaurant. Sad thing is, I've only managed to acquire a lisence- not my registration + new tags.Before I can get those, I've got to get my stupid car inspected/get new insurance. So many things to do, and all dependent on government + the USPS.(changing one's name is a humongous hassle)
That-and the state of MD's New Year's present to everyone was a 1% jump in the sales tax.(5 to 6%)
207 on my Dex, but lately its been about 40 points off so I know I'm almost in range.Walking will PUT me in range, by supper time.
"Lay off me man, I ain't doin' nothin!"
A nice, quiet, suburban Kmart parking lot. 3 cops jump out + start banging on the windshield, force the occupants of the red car out.
"You've got stolen merchandise in your vehicle. Or is it even yours?"
"Its my friends."
"Hands on the hood-whats your friend's name?"
"What's her phone number?"
"Man, I dunno, its just his car."
"You just said it was a her.Which is it?"
Handcuffs come out, cussing, on the ground. This is like the unedited edition of a Cops episode.
3 more cops cars show up.
They start pulling things from the car-sneakers, dvds, bags of clothing from Macys. The yelling continues, + the senior cop is getting annoyed.
"Ok, listen up- you've got 10 seconds to tell me where you got this stuff before your little misdemeanor charges become a felony + you go to jail for a LOT longer."
"10...9...8..7...6...5...4...3...2....1...0. Congratulations, you've booked yourselves a felony."
The hair on the back of my neck prickles, man this cop is tough. Really glad its not me, on his bad side.
Escort occupants of red(stolen?) vehicle to cop cars, drives off. The other cops continue pulling stuff out of the car.
Some people have worse problems then I do, it all helped put things in perspective.I'm grateful to have been raised right.