Wherever the road takes me

I have left behind my fabulous friends and life in Hollywood to become an English Teacher in rural Japan. Who knows how long I'll stay here. Who knows what I'll do next. But check here to find out about my latest adventures.

Monday, May 30, 2005

is this possible?...more trouble with the police

It's official...I am a police magnet. I cannot go anywhere, with anyone without getting attention from the police....So Saturday night, I am with my PARENTS...my parents of all people...they are conservative grown ups, incredibly innocent and harmless looking. Anyhow, we were shopping and we wander out to the parking lot to find my parents' rental car (granted it had military plates on it, but it was totally legit) completely parked in by 2 police cars. And the cops were standing outside, teeth sucking, staring perplexedly at our car. The craziest part of this, was that one of the cars was the standard car...the other car was the big police van...you know, the one they use for the BIG crimes. So my mom starts saying things like, "oh god, someone must have hit our car." My dad is grumbling, "Oh no, what's this?" and I am thinking, "oh god, not this again." So one of the officer's comes up to us and asks us who's car is it (by the way, i am not sure if it's my tutoring or all of the time spent with cops, that I totally knew how to deal with them...and somehow, I managed to do all the translating.) Then the cops ask to see the car's insurance policy. It was pretty clear that they couldn't understand how the car's license plate could possibly be legit...but after 20 minutes of hemming and hawing, (and me mentally cursing these people, because I was starving...and had only a small piece of stinky cheese to eat...which actually, I did eat right in front of them, and continuously breathed out thru my mouth as I spoke to them.) they finally relented...and said we were "okay-des'...then with out any apologies or thank you for our time, they left. My dad meanwhile telling them, that they need to apologize, for wasting so much of our time....

I think that when I am all done and have managed to safely leave the country, I might actually send a letter to the national papers, with an itemized billing for all of my time the local police have managed to waste over the past year.

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