Cops are Tops

I had all these cool and insightful things to say, and I was thinking about them all on the way home last night, and then like I totally forgot them.

In other news.....

~Last night I had my first ever Random Breath Test! It was quarter to 12, I was in the backstreets of West Pennant Hills, had just passed through Coonara Ave roundabout heading to Castle Hill Rd when the paddy wagon passed me in the opposite direction. We were the only two cars on the road so I actually wasn't surprised in the least when I saw them do a U-ey {what is the spelling of this term? Uie? Uy? Youey?} at the roundabout and come back up behind me, where I was dutifully crawling along at 50 km/h for this precise purpose. What I did think was weird though was the first cop gets out the passenger side with his maglite and starts shining it in at all the absolute crap in my backseat, as if there was Smack in a nicely labelled ziplock bag underneath stray books, wedding magazines, beer soaked tea towels and crusty food wrappers. Sadly he was disappointed my '87 Laser wasn't the hydroponic haven he thought he saw when we passed that obviously warranted them speeding up behind me as they neared. AND they flashed their lights at me.

~I thought it was funny though, after a Law Enforcement drought in the Dataceptionist camp, they were actually the second encounter I had with the Boys in Blue yesterday. The first was Eastwood police coming into work to take a statement as we had some equipment stolen over the weekend. Hilariously, the officer that came in had the same name as my Sweet Fiancee!!!! It was really funny because I saw his badge and then stupidly, moronically said to him "is that your name!?", as if he was going to then tell me it wasn't really, he was actually Elton John undercover.