Commercials and Patrols

Shit. So last night I patiently sat down for the full hour and a half of election commercials. I took notes. I had so many things that I wanted to share with you. Too bad that didn't happen.

I took a shower and as I am getting dressed, the damn Police who patrol my village show up. They tell me that it's my turn to guard. Normally, I wouldn't mind. But give me some notice for crying out loud. They are supposed to give you at least a week. I'm already on bad terms with the head cop. He thinks that I am constantly blowing off the duty. He claims he personally put the letter in my mailbox. He is a lying son of a bitch. I haven't gotten squat.

So I ended up driving around in a Police jeep for four hours last night. Since we live on the Seam Line there are security warnings all the time. It was pretty uneventful though. The highlight of the evening was scaring the shit out of a couple of teenagers "hanging out" in their car at Yad Kennedy .

The police officer who I was escorting had the intelligence of my big toe. We barely spoke to each other.

It was a complete waste of time. Now I'm tired, my body clock is all messed up and my week is screwed.

Worst of all I had to suffer through all of those absurd election commercials for nothing.