WTH!
WTH???????
OK John came home tonight and asks: Did you know there's a drunk guy passed out on the porch?
???????
It's only 8:30 at night WTH???
So we call the cops, John grabs his security blanket (his .40) and I grab mine (my scimitar) just in case the a-hole wakes up and thinks that this is his love shack.
We watch him out the window (trying to see if the bastard was even breathing). The firemen FINALLY show up (20 minutes later...glad I wasn't getting attacked!) and proceed to sit out in their rig for another 10 minutes until the cops come.
Cops come, John and I go to the door and peek out...and I start getting yelled at by the idiot fireman about having my sword out!
"What was that you were holding in there?"
"That's actually a dance prop." (it is, but it's wicked looking)
"Well, it looked awfully threatening!"
"That's why I got it. You weren't getting out of your truck, so I kept it with me."
"Well, if you want OUR help, you need to not be so threatening! That looked pretty scary from out here!"
"That's the point! It's supposed to be scary! There's a drunk guy on my FRONT PORCH !"
Hubby steps in and says "Hey, she was home alone, I'm fully supporting her grabbing any weapon she wants!"
"Well, we were afraid to come up to the house!"
WTF??? (excuse my implied French) You were scared of a woman with a sword...INSIDE A HOUSE? What was I going to do, stab you through the double paned glass??? DUDE, I called YOU, I am WAITING for you to get over here and DO SOMETHING, but hell if I play the victim and sit cowering in a corner waiting for you! That guy wakes up and heads towards my door, towards MY KIDS, he's going to be face to face with a hell of a lot of scary crazy woman if I have my say!!!!
The cops and firemen then proceed to TALK to the guy for a half hour (meanwhile kiddos are STILL up and their first day of school is tomorrow...they're going to be so cranky!). "HEY! QUE PASO, AMIGO?" (did I mention it was a Hispanic guy? No?). They chat with the gy for a half hour before giving him a RIDE HOME!
What happened to public intoxication being against the damn law? What happened to "OK buddy, into the cruise, you can sober up in the tank tonight!"
Damn, I SO miss actual cops who aren't tied by idiot beurocracy and political correctness and actually DO THEIR JOBS..
GAH I'm so frigging pissed!
OK John came home tonight and asks: Did you know there's a drunk guy passed out on the porch?
???????
It's only 8:30 at night WTH???
So we call the cops, John grabs his security blanket (his .40) and I grab mine (my scimitar) just in case the a-hole wakes up and thinks that this is his love shack.
We watch him out the window (trying to see if the bastard was even breathing). The firemen FINALLY show up (20 minutes later...glad I wasn't getting attacked!) and proceed to sit out in their rig for another 10 minutes until the cops come.
Cops come, John and I go to the door and peek out...and I start getting yelled at by the idiot fireman about having my sword out!
"What was that you were holding in there?"
"That's actually a dance prop." (it is, but it's wicked looking)
"Well, it looked awfully threatening!"
"That's why I got it. You weren't getting out of your truck, so I kept it with me."
"Well, if you want OUR help, you need to not be so threatening! That looked pretty scary from out here!"
"That's the point! It's supposed to be scary! There's a drunk guy on my FRONT PORCH !"
Hubby steps in and says "Hey, she was home alone, I'm fully supporting her grabbing any weapon she wants!"
"Well, we were afraid to come up to the house!"
WTF??? (excuse my implied French) You were scared of a woman with a sword...INSIDE A HOUSE? What was I going to do, stab you through the double paned glass??? DUDE, I called YOU, I am WAITING for you to get over here and DO SOMETHING, but hell if I play the victim and sit cowering in a corner waiting for you! That guy wakes up and heads towards my door, towards MY KIDS, he's going to be face to face with a hell of a lot of scary crazy woman if I have my say!!!!
The cops and firemen then proceed to TALK to the guy for a half hour (meanwhile kiddos are STILL up and their first day of school is tomorrow...they're going to be so cranky!). "HEY! QUE PASO, AMIGO?" (did I mention it was a Hispanic guy? No?). They chat with the gy for a half hour before giving him a RIDE HOME!
What happened to public intoxication being against the damn law? What happened to "OK buddy, into the cruise, you can sober up in the tank tonight!"
Damn, I SO miss actual cops who aren't tied by idiot beurocracy and political correctness and actually DO THEIR JOBS..
GAH I'm so frigging pissed!