a friend of mine had his car impounded for driving around with an expired license. shit happens. today we went to the police station to try and get the car back. we all took a day off, just in case it would take some time. and take time it did.
the detective at the station managed to tell my friend his car was impounded for:
1. driving around with an expired license
2. driving around with a suspended license
3. driving under the influence
we are all confused.
but even cops get to have some fun. waiting in the reception area, another detective walked out a lady that didn't exactly were fugly. she was nice. and the cops knew it, too. while she slowly walks out, 5 pairs of eyes (mine plus 4 cops') watch her behind. the moment the door falls shut behind her, everybody looks at the detective, and then we start laughing. here is my recollection of the discussion that followed - sort of, i was still impressed by her physical appearance:
detective: "i feel so bad, i just couldn't help her, she really didn't deserve to be the bad guy!"
cop 1: "well, to protect and to serve, right?"
detective: "i just couldn't stop staring at hear shirt man! i wish i could wear my sunglasses..."
cop 2: "you should have just said you were suffering from some eye infection."
detective: "like too many beautiful victims of undeserved crimes crossed my eyes?"
cop 1, cop 2, cop 3, detective: "mwoehahahah!"
me: (silently smiling) ...
anyway, back to the red tape story. i took my friend 45 minutes to get the papers to go and pick up the car at the impound lot, a few blocks away. the detective didn't understand the whole story either, so just gave him a pass on the whole expired-suspended-dui thingy.
in the impound lot, we discover that it's gonna cost 1303 dollars to get the car back. my friend kept trying to cheer himself up by saying it's just like shopping. well maybe, but shopping for a car that is probably not even worth 1303 dollars, you must have a pretty distorted sense of irony to see it a shopping.
but... more red tape. it turned out the car was not in the impound lot we were, but at another one across the town, one that - of course - is only open from something like 6-8 am. we just did our duty, paid, and then started asking for how long we could leave the car in the other lot before we would pick it up. not too long, obviously, the lady told us, asap would be best.
the friend still doesn't have a valid license, i don't either, so we needed the third guy to pick it up.
next time: why my friend still doesn't have a valid license...
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