With both hands on the staring wheel, she seemed like a driver stuck in traffic encumbered by the aftermath of a college football game. Humdrum, she waited for the cinnamon bun eating law enforcer to issue a citation.
What is the charge? I wondered. Did she leave the dishwasher on? Forgot to pay a utility bill? Left the cat on the balcony? Burned some water? And, why do we need Housing Authority Police for this? What happen to the regular State or County police?
“You are under arrest for living with a husband in a single family dwelling,” seems to be a possible oxymoronic citation issued by a department of the same.
I could Barely Blink as I ponder how government continues to waste taxpayers’ dollars with their bureaucratic bullshit.
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