Well said! I don't have any respect for donut munchers or the legislators they do their dirty work for. About 10 years ago I had a run in with a cammando statey (still had powdered sugar around his mouth) who was a complete moron! He pulled me over for speeding and promptly arrested me for alledgedly stealing the truck I was driving. To make a long story short, after sitting in his car handcuffed for 45 minutes he realizes he ran a car plate instead of a truck plate. The car plate # was reported stolen back in the mid 80's. He still gave me a ticket and cut me loose. What a puke! It's all about the coin folks. Money Money Money!
Interesting. Everyone's got their own story and here is mine.
My brother was also in the fire department. On his way to work one morning (in uniform of course) he gets stopped for a brake light out. So far so good.
Then he gets arrested for an "Outstanding Warrant". Officer wouldn't give him any information, just cuffed and stuffed him. Now you have to know my brother. He's nothing like me. He is a nice guy, easy going, zero attitude, wouldn't bother anyone.
They throw him in the county slammer (San Diego County, just a small, friendly facility there). Now he is still in full uniform and it isn't looking good! 9 other Hooligans in the same cell. And he looks enought like a cop to make a few of them not like him right off the bat. Imagine that!
The biggest, meanest, nastiest guy in there gets in his face and say's 'Are you Don Athon?' (well, he had a name tag on so how do you answer that question?).
My brother answers in the affirmative. he guy smiles (not always a good thing in jail), and say's. 'I'm Dave Davis', you don't recognize me do you?'
Dave Davis was a good buddy of ours in High School. Hadn't seem him since he graduated. Guess he was busy pursuing a 'Higher Education'.
Anyway, he turns to the rest of the guys in the cell and say's 'Anyone messes with this guy, messes with me'. And then eveyone loved my brother. Funny how people can change their minds!
It was Superbowl Sunday. I remember because I was getting ready for the big game when my brother called (his 1 phone call). So, I go down to the jail house, and they tell me there is no such person in their facility. They explain to me that you can't bail out a person that isn't there. GREAT!
After waiting 3 hours, they decided that yes, they did have a Don Athon in custody. After only 2 more hours I had him out. A very productive day.
Some time later he had his court date. When they read the name off it was not him. The arresting officer had spelled his name wrong (now remember, he was wearing a NAME TAG!). The warrant came back on the misspelled name and the rest is history.