A man goes to a party and has too much to drink. His friends plead
with him to let them take him home. He says no—he only lives a mile
away. About five blocks from the party the police pull him over for
weaving and ask him to get out of the car and walk the line. Just as
he starts, the police radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking
place in a house just a block away. The police tell the party animal
to stay put, they will be right back—and they run down the street to
the robbery.
The guy waits and waits and finally decides to drive home. When he
gets there, he tells his wife he is going to bed, and to tell anyone
who might come looking for him that he has the flu and has been in bed
all day. A few hours later the police knock on the door. They ask if
Mr. X lives there and his wife says yes. They ask to see him and she
replies that he is in bed with the flu and has been so all day. The
police have his driver’s license. They ask to see his car and she asks
why. They insist on seeing his car, so she takes them to the garage
and opens the door where they find: the police car, lights still
flashing.
This is a true story, as told by the driver at his first Rose
Committee meeting, according to a newspaper account.
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