Thursday, June 19, 2008

COPS!

This is great. Just freaking great. Last night, Daughter Hawthorne calls me at 11 PM. A cop, CREECH, his name is, pulled her over at the end of our street. Seemed one of her tail lights was out. Didn't ticket her, thank goodness. But scared the crap out of her. Asked her to get OUT OF HER CAR in a NON-LIT PLACE. I told her if this ever happened in the future, to tell the occifer that she was uncomfortable with getting out of the car by herself, as a LONE FEMALE, and please let her drive to a brightly lit 7-11 or some random gas station. Last night, she was at the very end of our UNLIT street. I told her she should have told the cop to let her drive to her home and GET HER FATHER at the end of the street. Then, he asks her, "Can I search your car?" THERE'S NO GD PROBABLE CAUSE!!!!! Daughter Hawthorne refused. And he asks her, "HAVE YOU BEEN DRINKING?" "NO, " she responds, indignantly. He says, "Do you have a YOUNGER BROTHER?" What's going on here?? Nothing there to find with searching the car, but who knows what someone else might leave in the car. The bad part is, if anyone leaves anything in your car, YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT. That was last night. Tonight, there's a knock at my side door. I mistakenly think it's one of my kids' friends. NO! I holler for whomever to go to the back slider, since that door works and the side doesn't. It's a freakin' sheriff's deputy. "Uh Ma'am, there's been a complaint about loud music here, but I don't hear anything, so it's OK." My boys play guitar and drums in the utility room and we cut them off at 9:30. How somebody heard them is beyond me. I actually like their music. They're quite talented. Now, on to more great stuff. My yard help I have/had was arrested today on my property for missing a court date and having no registration and out-of-date inspection sticker. Frisked, cuffed. and TAKEN TO JAIL. (All while I was gone.) Something is going on here. I just don't know what. OH, and I called my out-of-town-neighbor-John just to tell him their was a VAN in his driveway and the owner of said van let himself into his house. I shot pics of the van, of the guy, and of his license tags, and emailed them to John. Is this a surveillance van?? I am paranoid right now. I told Daughter Hawthorne to stay away tonight, at her friend's house. My boys are safe here in the house with me. I called Dare Central to ask them about who called them to complain. They couldn't tell me. But they did give me a number to call tomorrow. You bet your ass I will call. The thing is, the only neighbor closest to me is FrankTheFuck. My GOD. Have I not had enough CRAP about him to call the COPS? The constant, insistent, consistent SHIT with which I was inundated by this AssWipe? FRANK, be AFRAID. BE VERY AFRAID. You stoopid F.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Something similar happened to my daughter several years ago when she was driving back to college, only it was the Highway Patrol. AND it was during the time of the I5 killer AND she had just been on I5 and merging into 580. He was spooky, too, and inappropriate. Fortunately, nothing happened to her. Just scary. And the first person I thought of who complained about the noise was your swell neighbor FTF.

Anonymous said...

My yard help I have/had was arrested today on my property for missing a court date and having no registration and out-of-date inspection sticker.
Frisked, cuffed. and TAKEN TO JAIL. (All while I was gone.)

Something is going on here.

I just don't know what.


Here's what I think:

They just want to see if you still know how to garden without gardeners.

Rosie Hawthorne said...

Bitch xatie, I know how to garden.

Marilyn said...

Heck, Rosie, I may know how to garden without gardeners, but do I want to? I don't get paid enough to hurt this much.

Rosie Hawthorne said...

Heck, Marilyn, I'm finally paying somebody to hurt like I hurt. I'm too old to do this crap.