Wyatt and I have been working together for pretty much the last 11 years together. Once as patrol officers working the graveyard shift and since then as motor partners.
Every once and a while when I'd make a car stop, Wyatt would show up. Now, Wyatt and I sport those "so 80's" mustaches. Yeah, I know. It's a generational thing. Well Wyatt is about 6 inches taller than me and out weighs me by about 30 to 40 pounds. And if that wasn't obvious enough, my mustache is black and his is red.
So when I'd decide to give the driver a warning and Wyatt was around, I'd hand the driver's license, registration and insurance card to him. Wyatt would walk up to the driver's door, hand the driver his license and other paperwork and give them a warning.
And likewise, if Wyatt made a car stop, we'd reverse the roles when I'd walk up to the driver door to give them a warning. Most of the time the drivers would do a double take and have somewhat of a perplexed look on their faces.
The look on the drivers faces was a priceless Kodak moment.
Happy to see you getting back into the swing of things again. Keep after tham....
ReplyDeleteThose sound like the antics of a 7th grader rather than how two professionals should act.
ReplyDeleteThis is hilarious, and I wish you had lapel mounted cameras to capture those looks of confusion!
ReplyDeleteNow THAT's a sense of humor!
ReplyDeleteanonymous, I promise when I grow up I'll get a real job.
ReplyDeleteGood to see you back! Think this is hilarious and anonymous is mising his/her funny bone ...
ReplyDeleteWell your post made me laugh. Good to see your sense of humor is alive and well. However, 80's mustaches (shaking head). Time for a shave guys,time for a shave.
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