January 25, 2007
I See Weird People: When Stereotypes Don't Lie
On Monday night, I went on a trek through town. I eventually ended up in the Wawa near Second and South (by Headhouse Square). After paying for my hot chocolate and waiting for a friend to finish in line, I saw a notebook.
I'm nosey. OF COURSE I read it... and almost peed myself laughing. Because it was not an abandoned diary, but a log. Where police officers signed their names and what type of beverage they got. This reminded me of my favorite late night Wawa memory from college:
It was around two in the morning on a Saturday night. One of my friends and I were on a munchie mission and as I walked to the register, I passed a cop. On duty. On his radio. Saying, "Sarge, do you want powdered or jelly?"
And I was laughing. Openly. Pointing in his face. And refusing to stop, even when he turned red and said "THIS IS IMPORTANT BUSINESS!"
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I was attacked in the park behind the museum, I go find a cop and he was sitting in his car eating a box of powdered sugar doughnuts, about half way done with his shirt and around his mouth covered with powdered sugar. I really wasn't hurt, but the cop seem offended that I would try to ask him to do his job, which he never did.
Oy... not so much funny when the donut eating cop could be protecting you. These are the time I believe it would be helpful for everyone to carry cameras (I spend way too much time going "Why oh why didn't I put my camera in my bag today?"). Because if you could have captured that on film, maybe he would have been inspired to do something... or at least you would have had some nice solid evidence about what a waste of employment he was.