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Funny story from the radio

Posted in Culture, Random with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on April 19, 2010 by rylanreed

So, today (it was more like last week)  as we’re driving from one house to the other house, (I work for a moving company) I hear this news story over the radio and laughed my head off… almost.  The series was dumb people that shouldn’t be allowed to breath… that’s not something good, cause ‘we’ shouldn’t decide if one gets something that essential or not… but I’m guessing they we’re talking figuratively and it was sort of funny.  Here’s the story:

A man comes into the police station saying someone stole his fishing polls. The police officers that were on duty wrote down as much information for the man that they could, and then followed him back to where they were stolen.  He had been in a bar when the fishing poles were stolen, having a few brews after a good day of fishing.  The officers concluded that there wasn’t enough information and evidence to continue the investigation, so they made their way back to the station. 

As they were driving back, they came upon a man driving a lawn mower down the street with a couple of fishing poles hanging of the back. They decided to pull him over and see what they could figure out.  The officers asked him if he had been fishing that day. “Yeah,” he said. “Where did you fish at?” the officer asked.  “The lake… river… pond…” said the man on the mower.  The officers knew what was going on, but it didn’t take long until the man confessed that he had stolen the fishing poles at the bar that the other man was at.  He had gone that day to get a couple of brews, driving his lawn mower because he had his licence taken away from him for having too many DWI’s.  He saw the fishing poles and thought he could get a buck or two off of them.  If he would have just gone to the bar and then left, he might have gotten away with what he was doing, but decided to take things a little bit further with stealing the fishing poles.  Way to have a DWI on a lawn mower….   good stuff.

104.1 The Blaze

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Oh me and the law

Posted in Random, South Africa Stint with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 23, 2009 by rylanreed

I could probably write a book about the different experiences that I have had with law enforcement over the past 10 or so years, but I won’t.  I will explain what happened to me the last night that myself and James would probably be in Jo-Burg for a while.  I did not get arrested, I did forget my license, and we did switch drivers and got away without any hassle.

To start off, I went for a run today at the Sports complex that is on the other side of Duncan (i.e. street name in Pretoria) and decided to put all of my pocket items in my bag, one of which was my wallet that I put in my side compartment, for some reason that I can’t figure out right now.  Came home after a good run and taking some pictures around the complex, and got ready to head to Jo-Burg for a night with a couple of friends that went to school at the University of Johannesburg, Lerato and Balokile. As we got into the car and started to drive out of our apartment, I stated that I forgot my wallet (and so my license), but it was OK cause I had money in my pocket and the police never really do anything anyways around here, from what I had seen.

The end of the night we were dropping the guys off at their homes and ran into a road block.  I rolled down the window and she asked if I had my license. I looked at James, either thinking he could do something magical or that we had just talked about this earlier in the evening, I looked back at the officer and said I didn’t have it.  She went through a great long spiel about “if you get into a car you should have your license… before you put the key in the ignition you should have your license…” which was all true, but sort of funny.  Then she asked if I drank at all tonight, and I told here nothing but water.  So, I pulled over to the side of the road (which was in a suburb part of Jo-Burg), after hearing I might need to get breathalyzed, and waited for what was to happen.  Myself and James, mostly James, told her what we were doing and who we were, where we were from, that sort of thing. James said that he could drive and she right away said “why don’t you drive, since you have the license.” That was a great deal for us and she let a go.  It was definitely the grace of God that nothing else happened and for her being so gracious to us in just letting us go. I could have been close to jail in two countries, not just one.