My message to those three cops hanging out in a 7-Eleven
By Jason F. Wright | April 12, 2016
I should have said something.
Three of you stood in a far quiet corner, munching on something and sharing a story. Even though I was running late and on a swift stride, I wish I’d noticed your jurisdiction.
I should have said something.
Not to you, but to the women who walked out clutching their coffees and muttering under their morning breath.
“What’s wrong with them? It drives me crazy when they hang out like that. Aren’t they on the clock?”
I know you’ve heard it all before. It’s that caricature of an overweight police officer downing doughnuts in his cruiser.
