Whatcha Gonna Do When They Come For You?

Driving home from a patient's house tonight, three cop cars passed me. Being, generally speaking, a good girl, I checked my speed and tapped on the breaks. Ahead of me, I could see all three make a left and head north on a main road. I approached the intersection where I see a helicopter up above with a spotlight. It's heading south. While I'm contemplating this, a cop approaching from behind me makes a right hand turn in front of my car that I'm prepared to make a left in and heads south. Just as I begin to enter the road, the three cops heading north make a U-turn in the middle of this busy road and follow the rest of the gang heading south.

By this time, I'm getting a little nervous. Not one of these guys has his flashers on and they're out in the dark speeding, pulling U-turns and dangerous driving maneuvers without regard to the safety of the rest of us poor schmoes out there with them. Now I'm annoyed.

I stopped at a Starbucks to let it all die down, get my drink and head back out on the road. Since I'm the one heading north, I kind of let the southbound cops leave my head. Just as I got on the street, I see two cars behind me with no lights on and a posse of cops chasing them. For God's sake, they were all heading north now. With me!!!

I couldn't wait to get home and lock my doors.

I won't be surprised to see someone dead from a high speed police chase in the news come morning. I'm just glad it won't be me.