both agree that the man who pushes his lawnmower all up and down colonial acres is probably a convicted burglar. And on days when he does well with the houses he chose to break into, He celebrates by riding a pink bike around. Just as you begin to open another lite, you see a man walking towards you. He then begins charging in your direction. You, being the hero you are, grab your mate and shield her from certain injury. You both close your eyes and prepare for the worst. But you open your eyes to see that he has run past you and is going for something far more valueable than your matching wedding bands. Instead the perp picks up your cooler of miller lite and disappears behind the houses.
You grab the phone and dial 911 and frantically try to explain what just happened. In this converation with the dispatcher you use the word robbed no less than 54 times. The sound of sirens in the distance calms your fear and the smell of burnt brake pads and overheated squad car engines give you a sense of appreciation for police officers, well for the rest of the night that is. As the police huddle around to hear what happened and gather suspect information. You notice the concern level, displayed initially by the officers, has vanished from thier faces. You notice one officer in particular to be extremely upset as he surveys the axle that is bent under his patrol car. He increasingly gets angry explaining the only way to avoid hitting a vehicle that pulled out in front of him on the way to this so called robbery was to jump a curb at 70 miles an hour almost slamming into a pole. One of this officers partners then sarcastically says to him, well a three day suspension is better than the 10 days you would of gotten had you hit that car. A rookie officer on the scene is still eager to help you. He has not yet had time to get burnt by the city trying to help people like you in situations just like this. Oh but he will and he will soon see that the risk of being the police officer he can be and wanted to be is one he can not afford to take. Especially over a Robbery that is actually just a theft of $20 dollars worth of beer. Even though it is miller light.
scenario #2 to follow
By guy
You grab the phone and dial 911 and frantically try to explain what just happened. In this converation with the dispatcher you use the word robbed no less than 54 times. The sound of sirens in the distance calms your fear and the smell of burnt brake pads and overheated squad car engines give you a sense of appreciation for police officers, well for the rest of the night that is. As the police huddle around to hear what happened and gather suspect information. You notice the concern level, displayed initially by the officers, has vanished from thier faces. You notice one officer in particular to be extremely upset as he surveys the axle that is bent under his patrol car. He increasingly gets angry explaining the only way to avoid hitting a vehicle that pulled out in front of him on the way to this so called robbery was to jump a curb at 70 miles an hour almost slamming into a pole. One of this officers partners then sarcastically says to him, well a three day suspension is better than the 10 days you would of gotten had you hit that car. A rookie officer on the scene is still eager to help you. He has not yet had time to get burnt by the city trying to help people like you in situations just like this. Oh but he will and he will soon see that the risk of being the police officer he can be and wanted to be is one he can not afford to take. Especially over a Robbery that is actually just a theft of $20 dollars worth of beer. Even though it is miller light.
scenario #2 to follow
By guy
