the fuzz on my ass...
woke up this morning kinda late for my 6am shift. damn am i glad i didn't go out last night. sure, it's always a good time going out with the steve, but had i done so, i never would have made it in on time. well on my way, doing exactly the 35 mph limit on richmond road through Beachwood, i see a cop. i'm thinking, no biggie, i'm a law-abiding citizen at the moment. to my surprise, he busts a u-ey and rides my ass up to the Chagrin Rd intersection. here's where it gets fucked up. another BPD vehicle comes up on my passenger side and begins shining his big spotlight in my face. i wave, and motion that i'll be pulling into BP as i needed gas and coffee anyway in the event he'd like to speak with me. i get out, approach his car, which is ok in this case since i wasn't doing anything wrong, and in full EMT type gear. he goes on to explain that he was mistaken and i was wrongly profiled as being a black male crackhead by the other cop and pulled away. i'm now somewhat regretting him leaving me so quickly because i'd really like to know where to find one of those "turn white guys black" spotlights. and off to work i went.
later today, our last trip to be exact, we get a call for a trauma from Solon ER to Metro Trauma ER. 2 black males, involved in a high speed wreck (60-90 mph into a telephone pole). the two had not been wearing seatbelts, and had no airbags in the vehicle, but as we in the EMS field know, God takes special care of drunks, crackheads, and criminals when it comes to car accidents after evading PD, so these fuckers were still alive. now, i spoke with one of the cops and came to realize these two had been on a robbin' and pillagin' spree all night, and the final of 2 GTA's putting them in a dark colored SUV (one of which i drive) and were possibly in Beachwood, where i had been approached this morning. ending up in Solon, with PD in pursuit where they finally hit that fatefull pole. and here i was transporting one of the bastards i had been mistaken for simply by driving y car through Beachwood.
it's a mad, mad, mad, world.
later today, our last trip to be exact, we get a call for a trauma from Solon ER to Metro Trauma ER. 2 black males, involved in a high speed wreck (60-90 mph into a telephone pole). the two had not been wearing seatbelts, and had no airbags in the vehicle, but as we in the EMS field know, God takes special care of drunks, crackheads, and criminals when it comes to car accidents after evading PD, so these fuckers were still alive. now, i spoke with one of the cops and came to realize these two had been on a robbin' and pillagin' spree all night, and the final of 2 GTA's putting them in a dark colored SUV (one of which i drive) and were possibly in Beachwood, where i had been approached this morning. ending up in Solon, with PD in pursuit where they finally hit that fatefull pole. and here i was transporting one of the bastards i had been mistaken for simply by driving y car through Beachwood.
it's a mad, mad, mad, world.
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