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A helpful citizen turned in to our front counter a lost and found wallet. In the wallet were the usual credit cards and ID cards. I
looked up the owner and saw she was an active duty military officer; in fact she was the first female officer (ever) to serve on an
Ohio-class submarine, which had made the news. No phone numbers were in the wallet but she did have a membership card
from the Seattle Experience Music Project museum, so I called them. I explained who I was, and asked them to look her up and
call her directly and advise her that her wallet had been turned in to the Poulsbo Police Department. The EMP had no phone
number for her though, so I was out of luck. Before I ended the call I mentioned to the nice guy on the other end of the phone
that the next time he saw Paul Allen walking by (ha ha – Paul Allen the billionaire owner of the EMP) to let him know that I
thought the ticket prices to get in were way too high and too expensive for me. He laughed at the idea of Paul Allen just walking
around there, and he sympathized that the yes, $28 dollars per person was a bit much. He then asked me, if I were to go, how
many would be in my party? Stunned, I replied “Uh, four?” He then asked for my email, I gave it to him, and he emailed me 4
admission tickets, for, uh, free! Now, are cops allowed to accept gratuities like that? Well its kind of a gray area. If a local
business were to offer me a free thing, I’d decline. And I did, more times than I can count. But some phone operator guy at a
Seattle Museum offers me free tickets to get in, and I’m not beholden in any way, then, yeah..I’ll take them! So that’s how my
family and I got in to the EMP at no cost.
Several office workers looked out their window and saw a random unknown person/suspect using their work dumpster; he drove
up in his car, opened the lid, and threw in several bags of his household garbage. They easily photographed his license plate and
called 911. I was able to track him down and find him and his wife at their house. He was surprisingly, a young active duty military
guy – USMC. I confronted him, chastised him, and pointed out that he could be held criminally liable, which would do some
significant damage to his security clearance (and job) on the sub base. I went back to the office and was able to persuade the
workers to not file any charges against him; they were satisfied that I had talked to him and scared him straight.
A truly crazy schizophrenic man was running amok out in public, causing a scene again. Super agitated, kinda scary actually.
Myself and a sheriff’s deputy had to tackle him literally in a ditch and as we struggled to handcuff him, he paused his swearing
and cursing and yelling at us to suddenly spit straight up into the deputy’s face from a very close pr0ximity. How. Rude. The
deputy reflexively and immediately slapped the suspect’s face in retaliation, hard, making a pretty loud sound. Unfortunately
for us, a newspaper photographer was present, taking pictures. He had been out driving nearby, heard the action over his police
radio scanner, and had found us as we were doing our job; with his giant lens on his camera he was documenting the scene,
from less than 5 feet away. So of course the guy in the ditch, despite and while trying to fight us, had also noticed the
photographer. After getting smacked hard in the face with an open palm, he cried up to the photographer “Did you see that!?!”
And the photographer, who happened to like the police, put down his camera and declared “Nope..I saw nothing.”

