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20 years newer than my truck. Nice. |
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Mick, your Reagan-era truck is probably a badge of something favorable in your neck of the woods. As you know that's not the case everywhere.
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Cheers, mb |
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My partner and I were once confronted by an irate dad on our way to the lockerroom following a 7th grade game. The AD stepped in and we proceeded to the lockerroom. The AD came in a few minutes later to tell us the guy had gone ballistic on him, the principal, and visiting AD who came over to help out. That was when the AD learned that the man had been kicked out of a game at the visiting school's gym the week earlier and was now banned from any sporting event. A police officer was escorting him to his car. Oh, he was also the visiting school district's Board of Education President.
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Actually had a cop and an assistant principal escort me and my partner from a 2nd floor auxiliary gym where we had just worked a freshman boys game, on our way to the officials locker room, which was in the basement of the main gym. When we arrived on the concourse floor of the main gym, the place was crawling with about 20 cops, in anticipation of the boys JV/V doubleheader between the same schools we just worked. Was told a huge fight broke out the year before, so the security was upgraded. The cop also mentioned it wasn't a coincidence that the police chief was in the gym we were just in, not only because his son was playing, but because he was part of the security detail. Crazy.
Another one: football, we actually had to follow the reservation cop off the reservation after a game, flying through town with his lights flashing and the two vehicles going about 70 in a 25. Once off the reservation, the nice officer pulled over and said we could change behind the rusted out tractors and combines on the side of the highway. Nuttier still! |
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