About 2 hours before I posted this I came home from Mike's house. We came home late so I decided to crash there for a little bit.
So imagine wanting to come home to your comfortable bed after a long night/early morning only to get cock blocked... by police.
I was riding the elevator up from the parking garage and noticed Marc left for work early. I exited the elevator doors and there was some tall guy standing in the elevator hallway.. I found it kinda odd that he was just standing there. I didnt think anything of it until....................
I try opening my door and he yells HEY, COME HERE.. and im thinking WTF? Who IS you?
He told me to sit down (theres a ledge in front of my door) and show me some ID. He wasnt in uniform so I thought he was the rent-a-cops at first so im giving him a very puzzled look. So I'm about to sit, but before I do I reach for my phone out my back pocket (not a very smart move)... He flinches and tells me "I told you to sit down, let me see your hands, do you have any weapons, oink oink" and comes closer and thats when I see his badge around his neck. COSTA MESA POLICE.
So he does the whole "You live here, who lives here, whats your name, yada yada yada..." And I'm sitting there with a confused look thinking what the fuck is going on?
He says, "We have a warrant for the arrest of the people who live here at 112..." Im thinking "oh fuck... I should have payed those parking tickets" LOL.
Then came the "Put your arms behind your back" and he searches me.. (Mind you, this is in front of my place while my neighbors are coming out on their way to work) He calls in my name to the walkie talkie lady. Im nervous at this point.
More questions.
Thirty five minutes pass by and Im thinking "damn marc, what did you get us into!"
Just then, some other suave dressed character with the same badge around his neck, and vest popping out his shirt, comes with some papers. Its his parter.. and together they look like the under-covers you see in movies (think Bad Boys I and II)
Turns out they're actually looking for the previous tenants of our place. *Whew*
He gives me back my ID and tells me if the guys ever come back, be sure to notify the police. I tell him, give me 40 minutes of my morning back.
BUT, thank you fine officers of the Costa Mesa Police Department for giving me something to blog about.
And now.... Silly cop pictures:
-Zeb
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