I was 16 working at xxxx. One night a bunch of us stayed after closing to get drunk off the xxxx keg. Around 2AM everyone filed out except me (too drink to drive) and one other guy. Passing out in xxxx is OK, but the A/C was down to about 68, so I stumbled out to my car to finish sleeping it off out there. 3:30 AM I'm awakened by the barrel of a 9mm slowly tapping on the driver's side window. I open my eyes to see the gun, hand, arm, badge, scowl of Mr. five-Oh - the cops were there and already had the other dude in cuffs. Turns out when I stumbled to my car I left the back door of xxxxx wide open. A cop randomly driving by saw the open door, saw me, called back up and decided the two drunk idiots in vomit stained xxxx shirts were burglars. Needless to say, when they called the boss to show up and ID us at 4AM, we were on our way to unemployment. Mom and Dad sure didn't think it was as funny as I think it is now.
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