STOP!! In The Name Of The Law!

I was out in the parking garage at work today, smoking with a coworker. All of a sudden we heard a small crash and turned around and witnessed a hit and run against an unoccupied parked car. I noticed that the hit and run driver was unable to make a speedy getaway since two cars were in front of her, stopped at a red light. Feeling like justice must be served I ran out into the street, grabbed my cell phone and took a picture of the back of the car. I also memorized the license plate of the offender. Luckily, I was in pants and loafers so I was able to snap a picture of the perp's car (see how I am already adapt with the lingo of a wanna be cop?). Now the meter of the damaged car is about to expire so we stand around and wait. And wait. And wait. The meter man pulls up and, to add insult to injury, he tickets the poor car. I doubt the owner realizes just how bad your day is about to get.

About an hour and a half later, on my way back from lunch, I notice the owner of the car walk up to it and grab the note of the windshield that we had left. I tell her the story, she calls the police, and we wait for an officer to arrive. Fortunately, it must have been a slow crime day since we didn't have to wait very long. I seriously doubt that the officer will move mountains to find the hit and run driver, but I feel as though I have done my civic duty for the day. Just remember one thing when you feel the urge to break the law in my town: "There is a new sheriff in town and she is not taking any prisoners!"