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I’m at a holiday party, hosted by a prosecutor and her husband. A guy in the living room is looking at me funny from across the
room. He looks vaguely familiar and keeps catching my eye, making me feel uncomfortable. Mystery solved when he approaches
me and reminds me that I had arrested him a year previous for a DUI. As always, my discomfort level rose even more then.
Which is odd, because HE was the one who broke the law…why was it ME who then felt weird about the whole thing? Kind of
hard to enjoy a party when a former customer of mine is there like that, you know?

I refer my stepson to the local car wash after seeing a “help wanted” sign out front. The owner, a grumpy old man, declines to
even interview him because he didn’t like his long hair. He wound up hiring a 20-something year old kid with a short haircut. I
guess hair length was more important that a clean background, because the new guy he hired was a convicted felon with
mulitiple convictions. He only lasted a few months there before getting caught stealing from the owner. Shortly after that, the
owner gave up and sold the business. I was of course glad to see him go.

Another shoplifter at the Walmart call: they come in a shapes and sizes and ages and demographics. This one was a 45 year old
woman who was desperate for about ten dollars in cash so she took a couple items off the shelves and returned them at the
return counter, saying she didn’t have a receipt. Which was the truth, technically. The Asset Protection Associates caught her;
they only called me because the woman was squawking so much about getting caught. When I showed up and checked her
record I found she was a convicted felon. Knowing that the theft did not warrant a booking into the jail, I figured the least I
could do would be to let her boyfriend know what was going on. He was out in the parking lot waiting for her to come out. I
made her call him and tell him why she was in the security office and going to jail. She of course didn’t want to call him but I
told her this was her only chance so with great reluctance she called him and told him what she had just done. Then I left.

You know those cute little free library cabinets on posts that people make and put outside to hold free books? Well somebody
called 911 one day to report that a couple books had been replaced with some 1970’s vintage gay porn magazines.