John Walsh
06-25-03, 11:50 AM
From the State where drinking and driving is considered a sport, comes a
true story: Texas.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighborhood bar.
Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated
that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a
few minutes with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an
eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to
find his own car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as a
number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.
Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a dry
night), flicked the hazard flasher on and off, tooted the horn and then
switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed
a little and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as more patrons
left in their vehicles.
At last he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down
the street. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now
started up his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the
man over and carried out a breathalyzer test. To his amazement the
breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at
all!
Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the
Police station; this breathalyzer equipment must be broken. "I doubt it,"
said the man, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
true story: Texas.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighborhood bar.
Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated
that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a
few minutes with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an
eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to
find his own car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as a
number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.
Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a dry
night), flicked the hazard flasher on and off, tooted the horn and then
switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed
a little and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as more patrons
left in their vehicles.
At last he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down
the street. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now
started up his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the
man over and carried out a breathalyzer test. To his amazement the
breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at
all!
Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the
Police station; this breathalyzer equipment must be broken. "I doubt it,"
said the man, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."