Yesterday night (a couple hours ago), Jeanne and I were outside of Yogurtland on Fairway and there was a helicopter circling around the Albertson's plaza. It's huge flashlight was trying to look for someone (I'm assuming) but I couldn't see the light hitting anything.
Me - It's probably not even that bright.
Jeanne - Yeah, and usually there's a perfect circle on the ground like on TV.
I kept waving at the helicopters but the light was avoiding me.
UNTIL-----------
IT HIT US!! We started waving and dayum...It's bright as Heaven. The light stayed on us for...4 seconds?
Thank you, helicopter! You made my night.
Anyway, there were 5 cop cars surrounding Albertson's at 1030PM. We were curious as to why they were there.
Jeanne - Hey, do you want to walk to Albertson's?
As we were getting closer we noticed 7 cops just standing and chilling. Those bastards. Don't you guys have anything better to do than have a sausage fest?
Anyway, we went inside and I asked the cashier lady why the cops were there. Supposedly, there was a fight and someone was bleeding. The lady had asked someone about it earlier and apparently it was "high school drama." Stupid kids.
Oh, NO!!! A high schooler is bleeding. Someone call the cops!!! ALL 7 cops in DB/Rowland Heights!!!!
I really...really...desperately hate cops.
WHY?! My first encounter with a cop was a disaster but, by golly, was it memorable.
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