I immediately run through all my alcohol & cigarette sales through the evening. Nope. I carded everybody who needed carded... Nothing to fear...
I then patted my pockets. Perhaps something "untoward" rode into work with me... Nope. I am thankfully clean as a whistle.
I know I shouldn't be worried; I know the entire force & have given them discounted car washes for years, but my asshole is clenching something fierce. 25 minutes later I have a severe case of swamp ass.
There has been a man in the parking lot with a flat tire waiting around an hour for his family to bring him a spare. They're just about finished switching tires and the nice redneck couple who happened by 5 minutes ago are shining their giant truck lights on the tire being replaced.
As soon as the flat vehicle is fixed and on the road the cop in the shadows blasts out of my lot and after them. 2 more squads & a K-9 unit appear from out of nowhere just down the street.
Poor bastard... :(
Edited by Phineas_Carmichael, 11 April 2015 - 10:50 PM.