I know..long long LONG time since I posted..
Two weeks ago I am writing tickets in a North West hood. I found a vehicle to write for being too close to a crosswalk. Ordinance is 20ft from, and the car was 4ft. Simple enough..right? So after writing the $25.00 ticket I moved on. That was about 10:21 am. About 2 hours later..repeat, About 2 hours and 20 tickets later I am back near where I wrote that ticket too close to a crosswalk. I am driving down a nice quiet street and in my rear view mirror I see a fast approaching vehicle. I pulled closer to the side and stopped.
The "fun" begins..
The vehicle comes to a fast stop in a 45 degree angle blocking East and West bound traffic...The driver, who I will call "Nolan Ryan" leaped out of his vehicle and started to run at my vehicle...
I will paraphrase..
"Fuck you..fuck fuck fuck fuckfuck fuck you again fuck feeucck and you wrote me a fuckin ticket" Only after hearing Nolan say that someone wrote him a ticket did I partially comprehend the situation. Partially is the operative word since I was unsure who had wrote the citation. I did not recognize the vehicle still at this point.
Long story..getting longer.
I yelled back with an arm motion "..get going I will call police...keep moving.." etc. etc. More "F" bombs yeadda yeadda yeadda. So he then yells.."The reason you are bald is because you write shitty tickets." I differed. Poking my head out of the window, losing eyesight of Nolan, I yelled back "The reason I am bald is having to deal with people like (now looking directly at Nolan who is 15ft away..I see something being hurled at me) I finish my thought.."You." The sound of a "crack" hitting my windshield. I quickly called dispatch and relayed the car's vitals to my dispatcher. To my right was a light blue coffee cup lying in the right of way. At that point I looked into my computer and only then did I notice that I wrote Nolan's vehicle earlier. Dispatch said he has been a "good customer." The time is now 12:07 pm.
Police showed up withing 15 minutes. Statement written. Witness 2 houses down makes himself available. Evidence bagged. Cop drives off and looks for purp. Another 15-20 minutes passes by. Police call me to do a sight drive by. "Yup, thats da guy." and Purp is issued a $250.00 citation by police and Nolan's appearance in court will soon follow.
A $25 buck citation, 2 hours later...
Two weeks ago I am writing tickets in a North West hood. I found a vehicle to write for being too close to a crosswalk. Ordinance is 20ft from, and the car was 4ft. Simple enough..right? So after writing the $25.00 ticket I moved on. That was about 10:21 am. About 2 hours later..repeat, About 2 hours and 20 tickets later I am back near where I wrote that ticket too close to a crosswalk. I am driving down a nice quiet street and in my rear view mirror I see a fast approaching vehicle. I pulled closer to the side and stopped.
The "fun" begins..
The vehicle comes to a fast stop in a 45 degree angle blocking East and West bound traffic...The driver, who I will call "Nolan Ryan" leaped out of his vehicle and started to run at my vehicle...
I will paraphrase..
"Fuck you..fuck fuck fuck fuckfuck fuck you again fuck feeucck and you wrote me a fuckin ticket" Only after hearing Nolan say that someone wrote him a ticket did I partially comprehend the situation. Partially is the operative word since I was unsure who had wrote the citation. I did not recognize the vehicle still at this point.
Long story..getting longer.
I yelled back with an arm motion "..get going I will call police...keep moving.." etc. etc. More "F" bombs yeadda yeadda yeadda. So he then yells.."The reason you are bald is because you write shitty tickets." I differed. Poking my head out of the window, losing eyesight of Nolan, I yelled back "The reason I am bald is having to deal with people like (now looking directly at Nolan who is 15ft away..I see something being hurled at me) I finish my thought.."You." The sound of a "crack" hitting my windshield. I quickly called dispatch and relayed the car's vitals to my dispatcher. To my right was a light blue coffee cup lying in the right of way. At that point I looked into my computer and only then did I notice that I wrote Nolan's vehicle earlier. Dispatch said he has been a "good customer." The time is now 12:07 pm.
Police showed up withing 15 minutes. Statement written. Witness 2 houses down makes himself available. Evidence bagged. Cop drives off and looks for purp. Another 15-20 minutes passes by. Police call me to do a sight drive by. "Yup, thats da guy." and Purp is issued a $250.00 citation by police and Nolan's appearance in court will soon follow.
A $25 buck citation, 2 hours later...
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