Cop sawing logs in his black and white cruiser!

[Roly Nelson]

While looking for info to get to the RV & MH Museum in Indiana, I pulled up next to a parked police cruiser in a deserted shopping center parking lot. Guess what, he had his head back against the head-rest and was sound asleep! Hmmm, what do you do then? Honk the horn, knock on the window, get out and jump on his bumper, or simply drive off?

I quietly drove away, not wanting to disturb his few minutes of not having to deal with crime and speeding motorists. Never the less, he must have heard my wheels turning in the gravel and he chased me down as I headed for the street. He flagged me down and as I rolled down the window, I told him that I didn't want to disrupt his "quiet time". and would be on my way.

He told me he had a splitting headache and asked how he could help me. He directed me to the Museum, just down the road. Nice guy, hope his supervisor isn't reading this post.

Roly, Just another interesting thing that TDers find in their cross country treks 2400 miles from home.

[Miriam C.]

Hey Roly! Are you home yet? Hope you and your daughter enjoyed the rest of the trip. Thanks again for the tour!

[madjack]

...ain't life amazing...been enjoying the reports ...stay safe my friend............................

[caseydog]

While looking for info to get to the RV & MH Museum in Indiana, I pulled up next to a parked police cruiser in a deserted shopping center parking lot. Guess what, he had his head back against the head-rest and was sound asleep! Hmmm, what do you do then? Honk the horn, knock on the window, get out and jump on his bumper, or simply drive off?

I quietly drove away, not wanting to disturb his few minutes of not having to deal with crime and speeding motorists. Never the less, he must have heard my wheels turning in the gravel and he chased me down as I headed for the street. He flagged me down and as I rolled down the window, I told him that I didn't want to disrupt his "quiet time". and would be on my way.

He told me he had a splitting headache and asked how he could help me. He directed me to the Museum, just down the road. Nice guy, hope his supervisor isn't reading this post.

Roly, Just another interesting thing that TDers find in their cross country treks 2400 miles from home.

Probably got the headache while coming down from his donut induced sugar high.

CD

[planovet]

Probably got the headache while coming down from his donut induced sugar high.

Come on Dog, not all cops eat donuts

That was a serious officer safety problem. As a part time police officer myself, there have been late nights when you feel like you just have to take 10 to get recharged. In that case you get a buddy to come over and park by you while you catch a few. My agency works 12 hour shifts and it makes for tired cops sometimes. He should have had someone watching his back. I've pulled up next to security guards a few times that were deep asleep, some armed with the window open. I just pull my squad car up next to their car and hit the siren. It's fun to watch them jump.

[Mightydog]

In my (much) younger days, I worked in a radio station that was on the top floor of a 5 or 6 story building that was situated across the street from the local police station. The network carried news at the top of the hour for five minutes, so the disk jockey (me) would usually hit the vending machines in the lobby for a quick snack. That's when we'd usually see the poor cop outside on foot patrol.

On really windy or rainy nights, they'd stand in the entry area of the building waiting for the wind or rain to die down before continuing. There were a few times we'd invite them in for coffee, a private place to pee or someplace to warm up. Sometimes they'd take ten or fifteen minutes on the couch in the office out front. They would want us to wake them up so they could get back to work. They just needed a few minutes on a 12-hour shift.

It was good to have friends in uniform. The favor paid itself off a couple of times--but that's another post, to paraphrase Alton Brown.

Sorry about the derail, I was just reliving a moment of my youth.

[Curtis in Texas]

I just retired from the Electric Company, and up until a few years ago, we were always required to work our regular shift even if we had worked all night fighting storms. There was an unwritten rule that if the work load permitted, we would call in and inform the Dispatcher we were going to get a "Number". A "Number" was our code word for catch some Z's or grab a bite and rest a few minutes. In our buisness we needed to have a clear head when we were handeling high voltage situations.The Dispatchers never refused a request for a number!

Like Cops and Firemen, lives depended on our making the right decisioins. It was not uncommon for us to work 36 hours or more straight back then. My record was 72 hours straight. Now it's 16 hours and go home 8. But that was more of a Company Policy, based on financial reasons. You see OSHA required that you go into double time pay after 16, and the Company doesn't want to pay anyone double pay when they can get someone to do the job for straight pay. Even time and a half was getting hard to get near the end, unless a big storm blew through.

I got caught several times by the local PD catchiung a #.
One Rookie Cop blasted his siren on me one afternoon while I was parked under a tree in a vacant parking lot, and I told him if he ever did that again I would make sure his lights at home would be off as long as possible every time the wind blew. He had this, "You can't talk to me like that, I'm the law look." And I said if he thought I was kidding I would pass the word around and everybody in the field would help me keep my promise. He just kinda Gomered on me and I smiled and layed back down. I ran into his Seargant at the Fire Hall and told him the story. He said he'd make sure the guy never lived it down.

All that to say this, Cops are human too, and sometimes they need a few minutes for a little stress reliever. But I agree, somtimes you need someone to watch your back. Just before I retired I started parking in the Company Office parking lot and sleep in my truck, I was a little , shall we say "BOLD" toward the end! HA!