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When last we left I had been released from the Devonshire division jail ( see post title good cops bad cops). Despite the detainment I made it to work with minutes to spare. So life went on as usual, that is until one day when the very job I hustled to get to on time was lost due to an involuntary termination... at least from my perspective. This was the beginning of a bizarre love hate relationship that found me quitting once and being fired three times in the two years I was with the company.

Any hoo, I was scheduled to have a meeting with the president of the company one afternoon to see about getting back on the job. My friend Louie loaned me his car, and my other friend Scott, who also had time to kill that morning, and I were sitting in his car smoking some pot. I saw some cops in the rear view mirror going down a side street. It was time to go. Sure enough they turned back. They were at least a block away but I knew what was on their minds. I turned, they turned. I turned again and so did they. It was cat and mouse until I finally lost them. I made it to Roscoe blvd and was going to turn right. While checking to look for a clearing in the traffic I looked across the street only to spot the boys on the other side planning on a left turn. The mouse was caught.

If you recall, at the end of my last police story I was admonished by the fuzz to take care of my warrant. Surprise! I hadn't. I also didn't have a license. Scott was taken in for skipping bail on a weed selling charge. So I was taken to the west valley division with only an hour or so to go before my meeting with the prez. I called a friend at work and told him the situation. All I needed was $200.00 and I would pay him when we spotted the nearest atm. He should up pretty quickly and sprung me. As he was driving me back to where Louie's car had been left I said, "Thanks man."
"Don't thank me" he replied.
I knew right away "Nooooo".
"Yep, she bailed you out."

Now heres the kicker to this story. As mentioned earlier we had been smoking and Scott had been drinking some beer. When I got back to the car, on the floor mat right under the steering wheel was some pot, a pipe, and a beer. No charges for any of that, or driving without a license.

So yes, there are some, maybe even mostly, good cops out there.