Thursday, March 5, 2009
West Hollywood Sheriffs...harass residents & waste taxpayers' money!
A friend of mine pulled into the curb at the corner of Waring and Kings Road at the crack of dawn (5:30 a.m.), dashed out of his vehicle, and snatched up a copy of the morning daily from the news stand.
Typical of an avid reader of the Times, he flipped through the pages to check out the headlines - and likewise - make sure all the sections were intact.
Darn!
Just as he realized the "California" section was missing, he was blinded by a dazzling white light that streaked through the windshield at lightning speed.
When he peered out, he spied a Sheriff's squad car at the intersection, but because of the intensity of the light was unable to discern how many officers were inside at first
As my friend shifted into drive, and proceeded to carry on, he spied an agitated-looking driver in a vehicle behind the officers waiting for the Sheriffs to roar off and get out of his way.
Typical!
Wherever they go, Sheriffs in West Hollywood inconvenience the locals because of their thoughtless conduct and perverse tendency to harass residents without good reason who are minding their own business and acting within the confines of the law.
On Santa Monica Boulevard a few minutes later, my neighbor caught sight of the two officers pulling into a "no parking zone" (just a few meters beyond a bus stop) where they proceeded to step out of the vehicle.
The two losers left the engine running and the headlights on as they lumbered over to - 'ya got it - the doughnut shop!
Yup, harassing residents is not only strenuous work, but whips up an appetite, too.
No doubt, the city's not so finest, were about to scoff down a batch of yummy chocolate doughnuts with sprinkles on 'em.
Just the kind of nudge their spreading butts needed.
A few days ago, Sheriff Baca threatened to close down the jail, as he belly-ached about a lack of funds in the coffers.
No wonder, when the Sheriff's Department is wasting precious funds on jar heads like the two my friend had the misfortune to cross paths with this morning, who have no sense of priority and amount to a couple of slackers.
Dudes, no wonder they call 'ya pigs!
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