Fuck 'em.
I have always been respectful of law enforcement, but some motherfucker calls my house at 11:45PM and accuses two of my roommates of being liars and accessories to a crime. A FUCKING TRAFFIC CRIME OF ALL THINGS. One of my house mates picks up, and this asshole asks for "Sue". There is no Sue at my house, I don't even know a Susan. Then he grills my roommate for 5 minutes about Sue, while he repeatedly says "I don't know a Susan, I have no idea what you are talking about." Finally the guy gets aggressive and starts asking about my roommate and finally my roommate replies, "I can't tell you anything about myself, because I have no way in knowing who YOU are." Then this guy says that my roommate will be considered an accessory after the fact, and my boy hangs up. At no point did this fucker identify himself.
Little back story:
Some cunt calls my house on Tuesday. I pick up. She asks for Susan. I tell her there is no one by that name here. She tells me Susan hit her car and said that since Susan wanted to keep it away from the insurance companies and police she agreed to take Susan's number and call her with the damage estimate. Now she was going to have to go to the police. I suggested that would be a good idea. Then she asks for Susan again. I tell her I don't own a car, and don't know any Susan.
I am sure by now you are thinking what I was, "Bitch, you got fucked. You were too stupid to take down proper information from the tweaked out bitch who hit your car, and now its everybody else's fucking problem."
So I tell her, "I am sorry, ma'am, but she probably gave you bad information." She says she has 'my' license plate number. I re-iterate that I don't own a car, and that I am A MAN. She says AGAIN she is going to the police, and I say "I think that's a good idea, I am sorry about this, I really wish I could help."
Flash forward to today, the roommate who just hung up on the cop doesn't remember that I told him about this a day ago. Phone rings again, I am out front having a smoke. My other roommate picks up the phone, and goes through the whole thing again with the same guy.
Apparently the woman who called and talked to me is saying that she called this house and spoke to Susan on Tuesday. Unfortunately, my two roommates are too absent minded to come and get me on the phone to sort this thing out. The cop now threatens to 'pay us a visit'. The cop says, 'We have your address, 228 Johnston Street'. My roommate says, 'That's not this address, once again, you have the wrong house.' Unfortunately, my roommate gave him our address (which he should already know if he is calling us).
"Your cooperation is noted." . Click.
Check your information before you randomly start calling and accusing people at the behest of some woman who probably sucked her way through eighth grade. I hope that woman never finds the lady who hit her car, I hope she has to remortgage her house to pay for the damage. Lying doesn't change the fact that you didn't get the proper information, and that you can't cry your way into getting your car fixed. Oh, and when you call someone, be rude to them, lie to the police so they call at midnight, please be a little smarter. Oh you are pretty sure you talked to a woman? That's funny, because since you didn't block your number when you called here I am pretty sure I have your name, your address and a Google-provided satellite image of your house.
I'm done. I needed to vent.. Too much end of year stress...
I have always been respectful of law enforcement, but some motherfucker calls my house at 11:45PM and accuses two of my roommates of being liars and accessories to a crime. A FUCKING TRAFFIC CRIME OF ALL THINGS. One of my house mates picks up, and this asshole asks for "Sue". There is no Sue at my house, I don't even know a Susan. Then he grills my roommate for 5 minutes about Sue, while he repeatedly says "I don't know a Susan, I have no idea what you are talking about." Finally the guy gets aggressive and starts asking about my roommate and finally my roommate replies, "I can't tell you anything about myself, because I have no way in knowing who YOU are." Then this guy says that my roommate will be considered an accessory after the fact, and my boy hangs up. At no point did this fucker identify himself.
Little back story:
Some cunt calls my house on Tuesday. I pick up. She asks for Susan. I tell her there is no one by that name here. She tells me Susan hit her car and said that since Susan wanted to keep it away from the insurance companies and police she agreed to take Susan's number and call her with the damage estimate. Now she was going to have to go to the police. I suggested that would be a good idea. Then she asks for Susan again. I tell her I don't own a car, and don't know any Susan.
I am sure by now you are thinking what I was, "Bitch, you got fucked. You were too stupid to take down proper information from the tweaked out bitch who hit your car, and now its everybody else's fucking problem."
So I tell her, "I am sorry, ma'am, but she probably gave you bad information." She says she has 'my' license plate number. I re-iterate that I don't own a car, and that I am A MAN. She says AGAIN she is going to the police, and I say "I think that's a good idea, I am sorry about this, I really wish I could help."
Flash forward to today, the roommate who just hung up on the cop doesn't remember that I told him about this a day ago. Phone rings again, I am out front having a smoke. My other roommate picks up the phone, and goes through the whole thing again with the same guy.
Apparently the woman who called and talked to me is saying that she called this house and spoke to Susan on Tuesday. Unfortunately, my two roommates are too absent minded to come and get me on the phone to sort this thing out. The cop now threatens to 'pay us a visit'. The cop says, 'We have your address, 228 Johnston Street'. My roommate says, 'That's not this address, once again, you have the wrong house.' Unfortunately, my roommate gave him our address (which he should already know if he is calling us).
"Your cooperation is noted." . Click.
Check your information before you randomly start calling and accusing people at the behest of some woman who probably sucked her way through eighth grade. I hope that woman never finds the lady who hit her car, I hope she has to remortgage her house to pay for the damage. Lying doesn't change the fact that you didn't get the proper information, and that you can't cry your way into getting your car fixed. Oh, and when you call someone, be rude to them, lie to the police so they call at midnight, please be a little smarter. Oh you are pretty sure you talked to a woman? That's funny, because since you didn't block your number when you called here I am pretty sure I have your name, your address and a Google-provided satellite image of your house.
I'm done. I needed to vent.. Too much end of year stress...
ooo, mister, i sorry, ooooooo i sooo sorry officer" just keep saying "
