Every now and then a random memory pops into my head … it never makes sense, and seems to come from nowhere. The memories are never big events, but usually have something amusing in them … so who knows what triggers it?
So, I’ve decided to start posting them here … they may only be funny to me, but you never know…
October 2004 – 11pm-ish – Car parked in a public parking lot, we’re passed out in the backseat, trying to sleep.
Cop 1: ::knocks on window::
Boy: “Crap, I thought this lot didn’t close.”
Me: ::rolls down window::
Cop 1: “Can you step out here, please? Not you, sir.”
Me: ::gets out of car::
Cop 2: ::gets INTO car::
Cop 1: “So, what are you two up to, out here so late?”
Me: “We’re actors at the theater right up the street. Our show got out about half an hour ago, and we’re both too tired to drive home. We figured we’d try and sleep for a couple hours, so we don’t crash. I thought this was a 24 hour lot?”
Cop 1: “RIGHT. That’s not a lie.”
Me: “It’s not.”
Cop 1: ::scoffs and walks away to talk to Cop 2 and compare stories::
The stories match, because, um, they’re TRUE.
Cop 1: “So, um, I guess you’re telling the truth. That’s, um, very responsible of you.”
Me: “Thanks. Can I get back in the car? I’m freezing.”
Cop 1: “You have to understand, when we normally find cars parked late, it’s not normally local actors trying to get sleep before heading home.”
Me: “I understand. Can I get back in the car NOW?” *
Cop 2: “Yeah. Sorry to have disturbed you.”
Cop 2: “We’ll radio so that no one else bothers you.”
Me: ::raises eyebrow then gets back in car::
Boy: “Did you have to give them attitude?”
Me: “Did they have to interrupt my nap? We were clearly asleep. Asshats.”
Boy: ::laughs:: “Hell hath no fury and all that?”
Me: “Shhh. SLEEPING. Don’t make me call you an asshat, too.”
And we proceeded to fall back to sleep, and drive home at 1am.