But
what a story! Two police officers in Houston Texas were called to a
nursing home because one of the patients was freaking out. The
officers arrived and, well, I'll let the officer's own log say the
rest:
22:45
– Me and my partner, Doug, arrived at the call. A man wielding a felt
tipped writing instrument spotted me and began to advance toward me.
As he was in a wheelchair and had only one arm, his advance took him
in wide and irregular circles. But advance he did, holding his weapon
between his teeth, much like in "Pirates of the Caribbean." I've seen that movie maybe a hundred times. I loved it!
Anyway -
Anyway -
Sensing
the danger I ran directly into a corner so as to make it impossible for him to fake me out and get in behind me. Being in the corner did present a problem however, in that now I had no place else to run. So I asked the guy if the marker was dry
erase or permanent but he wouldn't answer me. Fear for the cleanliness of
me and my partner gripped my throat. We had never trained for being
chased by a man with only one arm, one leg and who was confined to a
wheelchair.
My
alarm grew when I saw with my own eyes, the label on the pen. It was indeed,
permanent marker.
“Doug,”
I cried out. “He's going to get this crap all over my hands, and maybe
even my uniform. Quick. Do something.”
So
my partner pulled his Glock 9mm and killed him. One shot. Not like those New York guys who take like fifty shots to kill one perp and a bunch of collaterals as well. So, that's about it.
It
all happened so fast we still had time to get something to eat before
the doughnut shop closed.
This is a joke, right?
ReplyDeleteI wish!
ReplyDeleteWell, the Officer's Log part is mine - a joke but the incident really happened.
An elderly war vet with only one arm and one leg, armed with a felt tipped pen "attacked" the officers. One was actually backed into a corner by this wheel-chair bound man so his partner shot and killed him.
No mace. No Tazer. Nobody coming up from behind and pulling him away, or putting a blanket over him or simply tipping him over.
Just a bullet to the heart.
If I didn't laugh I'd cry.