Why Did The Coon Cross The Road?
As I strolled home from having coffee downtown this afternoon, I paused before crossing Arlington at MLK, as two cars were already there — one a single woman in an SUV, the other a police car with a male officer driving and a female officer riding shotgun.
After eyeballing both drivers and getting the vibe back that neither were in much of a rush, I continued across the walkway.
Big mistake.
The female cop all of a sudden started screaming and pointing at me (I thought behind me at first, I couldn’t hear her), so I picked up my gate and — after landing safely on the other curb — turned around to see what the problem was. Greensboro’s finest then rolls down her window and yells, with attitude:
“You may not be in a hurry, but we have to be somewhere! Move!!”
Before I knew it they were gone, hanging a right and flying down MLK into the distance. I looked over to the SUV driver — thinking maybe she was thinking the same thing as me — but she just shrugged her shoulders and slowly turned in the opposite direction.
Cops. In a rush. No turn signal. No siren. No nothing, except for a frantic, bitchy scream of authority… in my neighborhood.
I didn’t even have enough time to give her the obligatory Jersey response of “fuck you.”
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Late getting to the donut shop? Yelling out the window doesn’t sound very professional to me. As a matter of fact: I’ve known truck drivers who got fired from their jobs for less.
Did you by any chance get a plate number? Car number? Decent description? If so, I’d report it. With one male/one female officer and the right time of day, someone knows who was in that car. Here’s how to file a complaint.
no, i didn’t catch anything. it really was out of the blue. i’m not going to make a huge deal out of it; i just wanted to vent here. and if that bitch-on-wheels ends up reading this, well, that’s enough for me.
The moral of the story — Watch what you say because somebody may just blog it!
That’s one ballsy blog title, that’s all I can say.
ballsy? i guess that depends on ones perspective.
Just the title…anyway…I thought, Oh dear, what is this about. Good piece by the way.
…sounds like the coon crossed the road to avoid being road kill
….spill your coffee?…drop any nuts?
….wonder how long the police had to wait and how many points a “Sean Coon” was worth?
…yep..title should be sent out for review to naacp for good measure
…hope they caught the bad guys
thanks, joel. i just hope that cop comes across it.
In Brooklyn, if you see a car run a red light there’s a 90% chance it’s a cop behind the wheel, whether it’s a squad car, undercover or just a off duty officer. I rarely see cops actually stopped at red lights, actually, siren or not. What pisses me off the most about it is that I *know* that many other drivers see this behavior and think they, too, can get away with it. Bad example and all that.
yeah, chris, i saw that all the time up there as well. in moving to a small city, my expectations changed across the board… for some reason i thought that i’d get the mayberry cops; you know, “good afternoon, sean” or basic, non-dickhead behavior… i guess some things never change.
I came across your views by accident and it was a waste of time for me. Don’t you guys realize that sometimes police are protecting us and they have a serious and complicated job to do. Sure maybe the female officer was rude, but did you ever think that she may be under tremendous stress with her job she does? I am sure she just didn’t yell at you to yell and so you should consider other people’s feelings before you blast her on the net.
Everybody has an off day also so let it go.
sorry, jricci, but you weren’t there. if they flashed their lights, honked, did anything of the kind, fine. they did none of that.
their job isn’t that complicated.