Things one doesn’t expect
Bookworm on Nov 14 2009 at 4:10 pm | Filed under: Uncategorized
When I’m at an ATM, I try to pay attention to what’s going on around me. I don’t like surprises. Today, though, I got a surprise. As I was waiting for the machine to spit out my cash and receipt, I noticed that, on my right, next to the bank’s front door, was a guy in uniform. Hmmm….
Second glance showed that the guy in uniform, standing very still and alert, was a police officer. Well!
Third glance revealed that the police officer had his gun out and was holding it low at his thigh. “Oh, God, I thought, “money, hurry out of the cash machine, please! I don’t want to walk away and leave you behind.”
Ultimately, I didn’t leave my money behind, because I figured that, if he’d wanted me to skedaddle out of there, the officer would have told me so. On the other hand, I didn’t do the “other transaction” I was planning on doing.
As soon as the cash hit my fingertips, I just headed quickly for me car, threw it in reverse, and drove out of the parking lot . . . where I saw a policeman behind a tree with a semi-automatic cradled in his arms. Wow!
As it happened, I suspect it was all a false alarm. My ultimate destination was only a block away and, by the time I’d parked my car, it was clear that the police officers were standing down from their alert. Nevertheless, I found it a rather exciting change from the humdrum errands I usually run on a Saturday afternoon.
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<B>“money, hurry out of the cash machine, please! I don’t want to walk away and leave you behind.”</b>
That’s so funny, Book.
Two officers with guns out of their holsters!!!
Gee..Book, how much money did you pull out of that ATM?
It wasn’t me. Honest!
Yeah…yeah…we’ve heard that one before.
On the serious side, there are rules as to when the police can pull their guns from their holsters. Are you sure they weren’t the Fashion Police, you know on Saturdays when some of us (me) look like we just rolled out of bed and are on the war path to get things done in a timely and efficient manner and instead of appearing coifed – we’re mistaken for someone who doesn’t own a mirror.