…sometimes you get some nasty shit you’d never want to put in your mouth. Allow me to expand.
Yesterday, I stopped a car for following too close. When I made contact with the driver, I couldn’t help but notice a couple things. First, there was an infant wailing away in the back seat. Second, the driver was pretty damn young. As in, “oops we got pregnant” too young.
I was half-bent anyway since she took her sweet ass time yielding, but after hearing the kid trying to make sounds that would make my dogs cry, I gave her the benefit of the doubt.
I went back to my car and ran her out. Dammit. Warrant. Scrolling, scrolling, scrolling. What’s it for? PC 647(b) – Prostitution. Oh, did I forget to mention she’s 18? It’s not a warrant out of my jurisdiction, so dispatch needs to confirm the warrant with the issuing agency. The most important question I need answered besides the warrant being good is, “Is it cite-releasable”. That means I can just give her a ticket and she can take her spawn and gone on about her day. If it’s not, then I have to try and get a hold of family for the little one. If that doesn’t happen…CFS time. Grumble.
Whilst I’m waiting for the warrant to be confirmed, I write out the ticket for the moving violation. You better believe I’m getting my ticket out of her. I walked back to her car and tell her, “You know you’ve got a warrant right?” Her universal reply was, “I swear I took care of it.” Yeah, sure you did.
Turns out, she did. And thank the good Lord for it. Sure, I didn’t an arrest stat out of it, but I did get my bread and butter mover and she got to take her love child and get the hell out of my Town.
For those of you wondering, ’cause I know there are some of you out there…Absolutely not. Not with a 10′ cattle prod. Yucky, yucky. Now go back and read the title of this post and the sentence immediately at the beginning of the post. Yup, that’s right. And we’ve come full circle.