Poor Apples

While on duty chasing people off from parking in the fire lane I found myself suddenly approached by a little girl who looked thoroughly angry.

“Awcifer!” she cried, “Awest my mommy!”

“Arrest your mommy? Why would I do that?” I responded, having absolutely no legal right to detain anyone.

“Because! She made me eat apples instead of fwench fwise!”

Poor apples.

Do They Even Know?

One of my posts requires guarding a parking lot. I’m not kidding. For eight hours I cruise a parking lot asking teens loitering outside the movie theater to move along and try and prevent people from parking in the fire lane while they “just run in to pick up pizza”.

There was one particular evening I was back and forth trying to keep folks out of the fire lane. This can be a next to impossible task. Shortly after requesting a lady move her car from the fire lane a fire truck and ambulance showed up in front of the shop lady was parked in front of. All I could think was, “Do first responders even know what I do for them?”

Do they even know?