W.O'Boogie
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W. O'Boogie
Sunday nite, i was in a hotel on a business trip. 3 coworkers and I were discussing strategies and points for a presentation we were to give on Monday. Occasionally we'd hit on things like Joe Lieberman, John Kerry, and Nancy Pelosi and how the (D) side was not exactly in favor of robust national defense and security. You know, just typical conservative engineers and pilots talking over a light dinner.
Guy sittitng about 3 tables to our left moseys over, flashes a badge and says: "You cannot talk about things like that in public."
Hmmmmm... we looked at each other, I looked at him - big, ugly, tatts all over, and about 3 sheets to the wind. In order to not be confrontational, I spoke up: "thanks for the advice, we'll change the subject." This seemed to calm him down. He said he was Officer Bunghole or something, and he'd be watching us, that we were "violating national security". OK. Right.
One of my co-workers is a fellow pilot, so we went to airplanes. He is a C130 fan, and we were talking about VX-6...bad choice, I guess. Military airplane and "VX" (although Officer Bunghole had no idea what VX is, he knew it sounded threatening.) He comes over, flashes badge again and offers another warning. Remaining polite, we say thanks again, and decide to ajourn.
We went to another room - we were the only ones there and after about 5 minutes, our friend shows up and shoves a piece of paper at me and says "Names, numbers. I am calling the local PD." OK, enough is enough. I ask him to return to where he was sitting and I will call the police for him, because I too am concerned with national security, after serving for nearly 30 years in the military.
I go to hotel desk, and explain the situation to the manager on duty who thinks he can handle it. He talks to Officer Bunghole then comes over to us and says things are OK. In my mind, it is just starting, but OK......if you say so. After about 10 minutes, our friend comes over, flashes his badge again and tells me to stand up and go to the wall. I lied to him because the police did not come, so he was arresting me for making a false statement to an LEO.
One of the other guys went to the desk for help, and I asked to closely examine his badge. Strange badge, so I asked him what department he was with. "I am a state corrections officer." Geez...."ok, I am a commissioned federal officer. I think you need to sit and think about what you are trying to do; in the meantime, I assure you the local gendarmes will be here soon." (Uh oh, a true terrorist, using a foreign word).
To finish this quickly, 4 of the local cops show up, guy flashes badge for them, and they too are impressed. Escorted out to PD car. There was a bunch of discussion, raised voices, threats, and I even saw him slap the had of a petite lady cop who had her tazer at the ready until the other three guys showed up.
Lesson learned? Bullies are bullies, and they all use their superiority - real or imagined - to intimidate. In retrospect, I should have let him take me down, then sued him and his state for every effin' penny they had for false imprisonment or something.
The really funny part - at least to me - was when the local cops told me that Officer Bunghole claimed to be "under cover", but he was soliciting women in the hotel, and, just something strange - he was wearing 3 wristwatches. Copette asked if I noticed that. I said I thought they were some kind of decoration; I did not think Magilla Gorilla had a concept of time. She just giggled a bit and said she hoped that we did not judge her fair 'ville too harshly. We did not. There's one in every crowd......
Guy sittitng about 3 tables to our left moseys over, flashes a badge and says: "You cannot talk about things like that in public."
Hmmmmm... we looked at each other, I looked at him - big, ugly, tatts all over, and about 3 sheets to the wind. In order to not be confrontational, I spoke up: "thanks for the advice, we'll change the subject." This seemed to calm him down. He said he was Officer Bunghole or something, and he'd be watching us, that we were "violating national security". OK. Right.
One of my co-workers is a fellow pilot, so we went to airplanes. He is a C130 fan, and we were talking about VX-6...bad choice, I guess. Military airplane and "VX" (although Officer Bunghole had no idea what VX is, he knew it sounded threatening.) He comes over, flashes badge again and offers another warning. Remaining polite, we say thanks again, and decide to ajourn.
We went to another room - we were the only ones there and after about 5 minutes, our friend shows up and shoves a piece of paper at me and says "Names, numbers. I am calling the local PD." OK, enough is enough. I ask him to return to where he was sitting and I will call the police for him, because I too am concerned with national security, after serving for nearly 30 years in the military.
I go to hotel desk, and explain the situation to the manager on duty who thinks he can handle it. He talks to Officer Bunghole then comes over to us and says things are OK. In my mind, it is just starting, but OK......if you say so. After about 10 minutes, our friend comes over, flashes his badge again and tells me to stand up and go to the wall. I lied to him because the police did not come, so he was arresting me for making a false statement to an LEO.
One of the other guys went to the desk for help, and I asked to closely examine his badge. Strange badge, so I asked him what department he was with. "I am a state corrections officer." Geez...."ok, I am a commissioned federal officer. I think you need to sit and think about what you are trying to do; in the meantime, I assure you the local gendarmes will be here soon." (Uh oh, a true terrorist, using a foreign word).
To finish this quickly, 4 of the local cops show up, guy flashes badge for them, and they too are impressed. Escorted out to PD car. There was a bunch of discussion, raised voices, threats, and I even saw him slap the had of a petite lady cop who had her tazer at the ready until the other three guys showed up.
Lesson learned? Bullies are bullies, and they all use their superiority - real or imagined - to intimidate. In retrospect, I should have let him take me down, then sued him and his state for every effin' penny they had for false imprisonment or something.
The really funny part - at least to me - was when the local cops told me that Officer Bunghole claimed to be "under cover", but he was soliciting women in the hotel, and, just something strange - he was wearing 3 wristwatches. Copette asked if I noticed that. I said I thought they were some kind of decoration; I did not think Magilla Gorilla had a concept of time. She just giggled a bit and said she hoped that we did not judge her fair 'ville too harshly. We did not. There's one in every crowd......
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