In which Young Geoffrey is threatened with implicit consequences by the police and finds himself at the wheel with an octet of loud and inebriated police-women filling his vehicle.
I read "octet" as "ocelot" at first, and that story didn't go the way I thought it might.
But honestly, that was poor form on their part, flashing the badge. I dunno. You had fun and made some extra money but they essentially coerced you in a weird way.
No ocelots for you! (Or for me)ed_rexMarch 1 2014, 06:12:23 UTC
Oh yes, poor form at best. There is definitely a part of me that wishes I had told them to take a hike, with cellphone camera rolling, but right or wrong, I decided it wasn't a battle worth fighting.
Re: No ocelots for you! (Or for me)sinnamongirlMarch 2 2014, 06:25:56 UTC
No, some battles aren't - and at least you emerged with a monetary benefit, which can help, but while reading that story I was simultaneously amused and very uncomfortable with the implication of coercion/force and the assumption of this woman that her badge gets her whatever she wants. It seems such a little thing, but little things are often indicative of bigger things, and I don't like it. But was still entertained!
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But honestly, that was poor form on their part, flashing the badge. I dunno. You had fun and made some extra money but they essentially coerced you in a weird way.
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Next time, find an ocelot!
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