The Police II
Enzyme asks: Have you ever been arrested? Been thrown down the stairs by the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, with hi-LAR-ious consequences? Or maybe you're a member of the police force with chortlesome anecdotes about particularly stupid people you've encountered.
Do tell.
( , Thu 5 May 2011, 18:42)
Enzyme asks: Have you ever been arrested? Been thrown down the stairs by the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, with hi-LAR-ious consequences? Or maybe you're a member of the police force with chortlesome anecdotes about particularly stupid people you've encountered.
Do tell.
( , Thu 5 May 2011, 18:42)
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On-flight interrogation
One of the first holidays the missus and I went on together was to the sunny isle of Gran Canaria. We were in our early twenties and had enjoyed a pretty decent 2-week break.
On the flight home, we got chatting to a lovely guy in his late forties who was really interested in what we'd done, where we'd been and who we had chatted to on our excursions. After we'd filled him in, he was then particularly interested in what we both did for a living, where we lived and who our friends and family were.
The alarm bells really started going off when he started to question the authenticity of the designer labels we were both wearing (it was the 90's and everyone wore snide CK and Ralph Lauren). Suddenly the lovely chatty guy seemed a little more intense and the rest of the flight was used as an impromptu interrogation.
Completely soured the holiday, I guess a copper really is never off duty.
( , Mon 9 May 2011, 10:34, Reply)
One of the first holidays the missus and I went on together was to the sunny isle of Gran Canaria. We were in our early twenties and had enjoyed a pretty decent 2-week break.
On the flight home, we got chatting to a lovely guy in his late forties who was really interested in what we'd done, where we'd been and who we had chatted to on our excursions. After we'd filled him in, he was then particularly interested in what we both did for a living, where we lived and who our friends and family were.
The alarm bells really started going off when he started to question the authenticity of the designer labels we were both wearing (it was the 90's and everyone wore snide CK and Ralph Lauren). Suddenly the lovely chatty guy seemed a little more intense and the rest of the flight was used as an impromptu interrogation.
Completely soured the holiday, I guess a copper really is never off duty.
( , Mon 9 May 2011, 10:34, Reply)
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