2nd night on started out fair enough for a Saturday. The issue with my car and my current martial arts distractions I'll address later. While sipping my coffee and hanging out in front of the convenience store, I observe a bicyclist roll up and secure his bike to the rack before heading into the store. No big deal I thought. He looks me up and down and says. "You look like you need to get on your bike and do some more biking'' I'm going "What?" he responds "You look like you can't catch anybody as big you are!" I go, "I bet I can catch you, you dumb fuck!" "Sheeeeet!" he replies and goes inside to get what he came for, ciggarettes I figure . A security officer happend to hear this going on ans askes me what was that all about? I wasn''t sure but I could only guess that this jerk must have had a recent bad encounter with some cop somewhere and naturally that means all police are now his enemy and he's venting his frustrations on the next available cop he thinks he can dump on. Which is ofcourse me. He then comes out yammering on about how the police think they're all above the law and hassled him when he was riding his bike on the walkway and was ordered to dismount but watch the bike officer rideoff mounting a bicycle. He then name drops a notorious City Councilwoman that has butt heads with our police dept on a few occaisions. Just like I figured and I told him just that. He's just whining because some other cop gave him a hard time and he probably deserved it and taking it out on the first cop he sees who had nothing to do with it. I said. "And if I catch you doing something stupid I'll give you hell too so grow up!" to end our pleasent encounter "Bye Bye Asshole!" then I rode off. He just stood there with his mouth wide open.
the rest of the shift went by peacefully until the very last minute before I was ready to call it a day. I was back at the same store enjoying another cup of coffee, I came out to the sidewalk and noticed this car blocking the handicap access. I was about to tell him to move his car when the passenger returned to the car that he dropped off. I noticed her inside earliar calmly fixing her coffee and bagging her donuts then waiting inline at the checkout. We made eyecontact back then. She walks up to me and asks "Are you a police officer?" Being in uniform, I checked to see if my gun was still where it was supposed to be, as well as my badges and Identifying patches on myself as well as my bicycle. I responded 'Well....last time I checked I was" I'm not sure is she knew how to take that response but she replied "well we just drove by the bridge and noticed a man laying in the middle of the street!" Was he hurt or sleeping? I asked. "I dont know but I thought I should tell you" "How long ago?" "Oh about 2 minutes ago" "Well she was in the store about 5 mintues and she took her time to make coffee and fetch donuts and said nothing to me when we were in the store not to mention that she had a cellphone and could have called 911 when she first saw him. She was wearing nurse's scrubs. I was afraid to ask if she was a nurse. I told her I'd check it out. Next time call 911 its not hard to remember the number. She said nothing and got in her car and drove off. I got to the location, Naturally noone was there laying on the ground. I got home and slept as much as I could. C got me up extra early to go with her to make the drive up to her moms house to borrow the car I needed when mine died Friday night. It was nearly an hour drive and I was operating on 2 1/2 hrs sleep. I tried to sleep on the way up as well but you never really sleep. Was chatted with her folks for a 1/2 hr, pick up the car and made our way back. About 20 mins before making it back fraffic stops in front of me so someone could make a left turn. Annoyed I signal and move to the right lane around them. A driver behind me does the same thing but seems that I prevented him from getting ahead and he flips me off. I return the kind gesture and he drives on the shoulder a good distance to overtake me, cuts in front then slams to a stop in front of me as if to have me ram him in the rear. We exchange fuck yous when we get side by side of each other, he flicks a lit ciggarette onto me, it settles behind me. I can feel the fire burning my seat and my back. He dares me to get out of the car. But in this traffic I think otherwise. He ends up behind me again and I keep him in my sights for another 10 mns. C has observed this from her car. He had cut her off a few times during this period. He pulls in front for the remaining 3 miles approaching the ramps for the multilane highway. At the last minute he pulls off to a gas station. I keep going noticing the time that I was getting late to teach. Then I think "Fuck this shit" "Thou Shalt Not get away with it!" I hit a U turn and I burst into the same gas station. Exit my car and walk up to this jerk. His eyes got real big. C's friends lost her son in a situation like this, runover by a road rager he contronted. We just locked up a housekeeper who shot someone who cut him off in traffic. 3 weeks ago. These events were in the back of my mind. My weapon was at home. His vehicle was parked an my angle was no danger to me. I kept an eye for any furtive movement for a weapon. I felt my own rage building. It was all I could do to keep from snatching him out by the throat and pulling him through the side window of his car. I let him exit. he kept daring me to strike him first. To give him my best shot if only he knew. I told him all of my shots were my best. he shut up a moment. He was disappointingly short. I'm thinking Napoleonic complex cause he sure was talking tough. He said the cops were on their way. I smiled. He wished his brother was here. I told well he's not, its just you and me. He said well we're on videotape. I chuckeled to myself. He tried to pump gas into his car but the cap ws on the wrong side and the pump would not reach. He got into his car to pull it over to the other side. I told him not to go too far. He kept on about how we were being videotaped and how the cops were still on their way. Uh huh. I let him go inside and observed how he tried to get his story out to the attendant and others wanting to pay for gas and they all looked at me from inside. I waved. I could only imagine what he must be telling them. They didnt seem too concerned. I kept a quiet demeanor, he was the excited one. He came back out to his car. Still no cops. hmm. Awkward moment for him I guess. He noticed the Kungfu shirt I was wearing. You should go practice your Kung fu! I responded Maybe I should practice it on you. He gets in his car. I allow him to leave. He'll probably take his frustrations out on his wife or girlfriend I think probably kick the dog too when he gets home. What a day.
