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1991: One of my coworker officers wanted to resign because the new officer being hired was a female (!) human woman (!!)
person police officer. It wasn’t personal against her, he just had strong feelings that female women people should not be cops.
The stupid police chief back then talked him out of it, for reasons I’ll never understand. It took a long time, but the male officer
eventually got fired. He had problems with, uh, female women people in general.
The flatbed tow truck delivering a broken Jeep Cherokee to an auto repair place. Destination not reached because the tow truck
driver swerved to avoid a collision on the road and his truck rolled down an embankment into a creek and landed upside down.
It took two other tow trucks to winch it out. The Jeep had been very securely chained onto the flatbed, so it stayed on. Of course
when the Jeep landed upside down in the creek with the flatbed tow truck on top of it, it got crunched. I felt pretty happy for
the owner of that Jeep, since it was obviously broken to start with. I could imagine the tow truck company owner calling him
and saying “Say, um, about your Jeep that was broken? Well, um, something happened and it’s not going to be fixable anymore.
So, um, you’re getting a brand new Jeep now to replace it.”
Woman catches her 6 year old daughter in her teenage stepson’s bedroom. Stepson looked guilty as hell and the girl’s panties
were disturbingly on backwards. Police are called. (That’s me). I arrested stepson, booked him into the juvenile detention center.
Woman and daughter immediately moved out, leaving dad to figure out how to fix his son. The stepson/suspect/violator had
been on my son’s swim team. Somehow his lawyer got him out of lockup within a couple days, but he’s a permanent registered
sex offender for the rest of his life now.
The business owner who owned half of the real estate downtown was beyond upset one morning. He called for the police. I
showed up. He pointed out that people were parking in his bakery employee parking spots, and so they all deserved parking
tickets. I pointed out to the man that the cars belonged to all the poor people – literally..poor people - waiting in line at the food
bank next door. This being the day before Thanksgiving, they were picking up their special holiday baskets of Thanksgiving
food. Business owner kept demanding I do something. I left.

