Yesterday, I went with Evil Empryss to the VA in Winston Salem so she could get some copies of her disability paperwork.
Usually, she parks in an underground garage below the Federal Building. However, when we got there, a very nice agent told us the rules had changed and no public parking was allowed. Sweet talking by EE to use a handicapped spot were to of no avail, so we had to use street parking.
We feed the meter and realize we have to walk all the way around the building to get to the front door (there's no public parking on that side of the building anyway). So we walk down the street and turn right around the corner. As we do so, we see a silver Honda Fit blow through a red light, and cut off this white sedan. He really went through quick, screeching his tires, and the white car had to screech to slam on his brakes to avoid hitting the guy.
As we continue walking in the direction of that intersection, I look at the white car and realize it has a light bar on top.
Me: Oh man! That guy just cut off a cop!
Evil Empryss: Wow. I wonder if he's going to . . . wait, there he goes
Cue cop car blue lighting the Honda Fit. The car stops at a red light, and the cop gets out of his car.
Me: Busted!
Then, the Honda Fit revs its engine and starts to pull into the intersection.
The cop quickly reaches into his car and hits the siren. Woot! Woot!
Car stops at that point. Cop pauses to make sure he's not going anywhere, the moves towards the driver and EE and I move on having a good belly laugh. We'd have stayed to witness the whole thing, but it was 18 degrees outside and we were cooooold!
So, we go into the Federal Building and EE does her thing (very nice folks there). It takes us about 15 minutes.
When we walk back to the car, EE notices something.
EE: Hey! Isn't that the car that cut off the cop? *She points to a car parked on the street just past the intersection where it was stopped*
Me: Yup. And look, there's the cop car on the other side of the street.
EE: What is that building? Is that a police station?
We get closer and I can see the sign on the building. It's the Forsyth County Detention Center.
Looks like our reckless driver had a very short trip to jail! Our guess is he was drunk, had a warrant, or gave the cop some lip
Usually, she parks in an underground garage below the Federal Building. However, when we got there, a very nice agent told us the rules had changed and no public parking was allowed. Sweet talking by EE to use a handicapped spot were to of no avail, so we had to use street parking.
We feed the meter and realize we have to walk all the way around the building to get to the front door (there's no public parking on that side of the building anyway). So we walk down the street and turn right around the corner. As we do so, we see a silver Honda Fit blow through a red light, and cut off this white sedan. He really went through quick, screeching his tires, and the white car had to screech to slam on his brakes to avoid hitting the guy.
As we continue walking in the direction of that intersection, I look at the white car and realize it has a light bar on top.
Me: Oh man! That guy just cut off a cop!
Evil Empryss: Wow. I wonder if he's going to . . . wait, there he goes
Cue cop car blue lighting the Honda Fit. The car stops at a red light, and the cop gets out of his car.
Me: Busted!
Then, the Honda Fit revs its engine and starts to pull into the intersection.
The cop quickly reaches into his car and hits the siren. Woot! Woot!
Car stops at that point. Cop pauses to make sure he's not going anywhere, the moves towards the driver and EE and I move on having a good belly laugh. We'd have stayed to witness the whole thing, but it was 18 degrees outside and we were cooooold!
So, we go into the Federal Building and EE does her thing (very nice folks there). It takes us about 15 minutes.
When we walk back to the car, EE notices something.
EE: Hey! Isn't that the car that cut off the cop? *She points to a car parked on the street just past the intersection where it was stopped*
Me: Yup. And look, there's the cop car on the other side of the street.
EE: What is that building? Is that a police station?
We get closer and I can see the sign on the building. It's the Forsyth County Detention Center.
Looks like our reckless driver had a very short trip to jail! Our guess is he was drunk, had a warrant, or gave the cop some lip
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