Lucky - the last thing you need is demerit points!!Originally Posted by SpeedMedic
Here's a similar story courtesy of a mate of mine who is the comms officer for Greater Manchester Fire Service (UK) (cut n pasted from a recentish mail):
"...Got called to a shout (called out) on the weekend. A factory unit had gone up, and as I was on call I had to get out of my pit (bed) at 3am - fuck was I pissed off. Anyhow, I was panelling (speeding) it along Bolton Road with my blues and twos going in my Discovery and I noticed a Fed (police) traffic car up my ass. I thought he was on the same shout as me so I carried on, but wondered why this cock in a T5 didn't overtake. Anyhow 2 minutes later an on coming fed with his lighs on came towards me swerving into my lane and back out, so I slowed up then stopped, got out of my motor and this wanker of a copper, an inspector, came at me from the T5 with his fuckin baton drawn!! He was fuckin screaming at me, "Why didn't you stop?". I said I was on my way to a shout yadda yadda hence the fuckin disco lights on my motor. He didn't believe me (it didn't help that I was in my jogging botttoms as I hadn't changed!!). He was fucking furious. Asked me for my ID card and gave me a fucking lecture about speeding failing to stop and all manner of crap, even threatened to report me to my gaffer.
After 5 minutes he let me go. What a wanker......" etc etc
There's wankers on every continent and in every proffession in the world.
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