Some folks might recall, I was robbed about two weeks ago. Trying to settle up all the reports, claims, serial numbers, etc etc.
Problem is - the local PD station is only open on Wednesday. Yup. Wednesday or nothin'. I'm not gonna mention the town, they know who they are - one of the larger burbs in Palm Beach County, Florida.... (ahem)
So I'm sitting and waiting today, for my turn with the clerk, and a rather skinny and oddly clad Jamaican guy comes in... goes right to the clerks window and refuses to take his place in the queue. Things start to get heated. I don't know the whole detail of the incident, but things began to get VERY heated.
Mr Jamaican left the window, and started ranting and causing a scene. Back at the window, he very loudly threatened the clerk, then said it was all racial profiling, and promised to bring lawsuit, then said something about cutting something else.
Then he started ranting about the lobby again - which was filled with some very scared female patrons.
I looked at the husky looking hispanic guy next to me. He looked at me. It was "the look". No verbal communication needed. If one of us stood up, the other was gonna too.
Before we could act, Mr Jamaican hauled ass out the front door, damn near taking it off the hinges.
So I tell the guy next to me... "ya know...two places not to cause a scene are the police station, and the courthouse..."
Barely got the words off my lips, and two uniformed gendarmerie hauled ass out the door... taxing the structural support of the hinges once again, and escorted Mr Jamaican back inside... to the inner sanctum.
My turn in line. Clerk says "Its five bucks for the entertainment...."
I told him "Hell, I'll leave a tip too, because the encore was just phenomenal!".
He just about blew coffee out his nose onto the thick glass....
One more week. Next Wednesday I get the whole report, and can start to file claims.
Problem is - the local PD station is only open on Wednesday. Yup. Wednesday or nothin'. I'm not gonna mention the town, they know who they are - one of the larger burbs in Palm Beach County, Florida.... (ahem)
So I'm sitting and waiting today, for my turn with the clerk, and a rather skinny and oddly clad Jamaican guy comes in... goes right to the clerks window and refuses to take his place in the queue. Things start to get heated. I don't know the whole detail of the incident, but things began to get VERY heated.
Mr Jamaican left the window, and started ranting and causing a scene. Back at the window, he very loudly threatened the clerk, then said it was all racial profiling, and promised to bring lawsuit, then said something about cutting something else.
Then he started ranting about the lobby again - which was filled with some very scared female patrons.
I looked at the husky looking hispanic guy next to me. He looked at me. It was "the look". No verbal communication needed. If one of us stood up, the other was gonna too.
Before we could act, Mr Jamaican hauled ass out the front door, damn near taking it off the hinges.
So I tell the guy next to me... "ya know...two places not to cause a scene are the police station, and the courthouse..."
Barely got the words off my lips, and two uniformed gendarmerie hauled ass out the door... taxing the structural support of the hinges once again, and escorted Mr Jamaican back inside... to the inner sanctum.
My turn in line. Clerk says "Its five bucks for the entertainment...."
I told him "Hell, I'll leave a tip too, because the encore was just phenomenal!".
He just about blew coffee out his nose onto the thick glass....
One more week. Next Wednesday I get the whole report, and can start to file claims.
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