My run in with the cops!

I worked a game today, so I left school at 4:30 and I'm driving home....I get about 10 minutes from school and I feel the van lurch left and so I pull over and get out and find out I have a flat tire. I call Mike and then the tire place and start trying to find someone to change it....I am too stupid and don't know how to change a tire. I look behind me and there is a cop. He comes up to the window and asks what's wrong. He then proceeds to get the jack out and then tries to figure everything out. He actually stayed there and changed my tire!! I was so impressed. I called the chief of police to tell him how impressed I am.

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Originally posted by mugsy
... and there is a cop.

... He actually stayed there and changed my tire!!
I called the chief of police to tell him
how impressed I am.

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Gud On'ya, Molly!!

Calls like THAT are REALLY Appreciated :) :D -
by both the Chief *and* the Officer who helped you!

That didn't turn out like I thought it. I thought you would be accused of something you didn't do.

Oh, Mugsy, how lucky you were. Nice guy! By the way, I can tell you weren't brought up in MY family. Each one of us, male or female, had to pass the "Dad" Test before we were allowed to go for our Driver's Test at the Registry of Motor Vehicles. The Dad Test included demonstrating:

a. Checking the oil
b. Showing you knew were to put more oil in, if needed
c. Changing the tire
d. Identifying other "fluids" and where to check them - brake fluid, transmission fluid, even windsheild wiper fluid
e. Identification of major engine parts (for example, dad would point to the radiator and say "what's that?" and then move on to other parts

He never wanted any of us to be at a loss by the side of the road with a "simple" problem. Standing orders were, if your car broke down and it was towed to some unknown garage, sit on the hood and don't let anyone touch it until Dad showed up. Never had to test that one, although my first three cars were all 12+ years old when I got them. Smart Dad.

Hurray for you! I could chance the tire on my car but don't know if I could do it on my truck and certainly not on a van. I'm glad an officer finally has some positive interaction and thanks to you, the chief knows it too. Being a dispatcher myself, I can tell you the good things we hear are few and far between.

Karen....it appears you and I had the same dad! Did you have to draw a transmission too? ;)

Karen, I can do all of the things on the Dad list, EXCEPT changing the tire! lol

As far as positive interaction....when I called the desk sergeant about who to contact, she said, "You want to do WHAT?!" I started laughing and asked her why she was shocked and she said that most of the calls were about how rude officers are....that's too bad in my opinion.

Karen and Edwina - Yup, include me in the Dad test ..........!! :D

Molly, what a great thing you did. She is right, when you phone the police station, most of the time people expect you to complain!

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Originally posted by Edwina's Secretary
Karen....it appears you and I had the same dad! Did you have to draw a transmission too? ;)

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I didn't, but that's probably because I could outdraw him, or any of my siblings, by the age of about 8!

P.S. Dad is still available for (re)training folks, just let me know when you can show up at my or his house! ;)

This reminds me of what happened to Jynnelle when she was driving to my house.

The car in front of her was kicking dirt onto her windshield, and her window wipers weren't getting the dirt off. She pulled over and tried to get that little spray thingy to work, but she couldn't figure out how. A cop stops and asks if she needs help. They stand there for a while, trying to firgure out how to get the spray thingy to work. The cop says Jynnelle doesn't have any cleaner left. So she and Jynnelle go into the store and buy some, then they have to try and figure out how to get the cleaner into the car. After doing that for a while, finally some guy asks them if they need help. He does it for them, and all is well. Lol.

How uplifting this story is! So great. Thanks for following up with a call, Mugsy and for brightening our day with it!

I was worried when I read the tittle. I was really happy by the time I got to the end. It is always nice to hear good stories.:)

Thank you for following up too, usually the only time people call is to complain. That goes for any profession that deals with the public.

My dad made sure that I knew what I was doing before I ever got to drive a car. I think that is a must before you drive.

Good for you Molly!! (Not that you had a flat, but calling to compliment the officer)

I'm glad to hear things worked out so well.

My "dad test" did not consist of changing a tire, but rather just the fluids and actually paying attention to the "check engine" light if it came on, and not turning up the radio louder if you hear a strange noise coming from the car.

What a great story!

In my last job in the customer service skills course I taught, I used to ask the students for an example of poor customer service they'd received. Every hand in the class would go up, and they could all tell a dozen stories! Then I'd ask for an example of great service, and it would be like pulling teeth ... positive feedback is so rare and I'm sure it'll make that police officer's day when he hears that his work was appreciated :)

Karen, it wasn't my father that made sure I know all that. It was my father in law!! When Andrew went to Fort Rucker and I stayed in Georgia, his dad found out that all I knew how to do with a car was drive it. So, he came up one weekend and told me I needed to know all these things since I would be driving to Ft. Rucker (4 hours away). Never had to use the knowledge he ave me, but sure am glad I know that stuff just in case!

Molly, that was mighty nice of the police officer.

What a nice story Molly! (Not the flat tire of course ;) )

I can do the basics on my car.... change the tire, check oil, fluids, change lights, ect. But all the tools necessary are at my parents and I love having my dad help me. :) Dad and Daughter time. ;)

But I love if someone can help change my tire. I'm afraid I'd be too weak to tighten the wheel properly and have it come flying off before getting to a dealer. :eek:


These stories remind me of one of my Girl Scout leaders. She did not know how to pump gas. She always had to go to full service stations (which around here are becoming few and far between).

Once she was pretty much on fumes and my mom made her pull into a Self Service and she pumped the gas. :rolleyes:

I too had the dad test , but it was mom who taught me to drive.(Dad was too impatient) Glad you have such a great police force. Here they just drive by and wave. Guess they figure all of us Montana chicks are tough!

What a great story and how nice it was of you to call and pay a compliment to the Chief of police, on the officer who helped you.

I've changed many a tire in my day.

Molly,

We're friends, right??? What I want to know is...did you get his badge number and name??? Was he single???

If there's one thing I love, it's a man in uniform. The OTHER is a man OUT of uniform!!!;) :D :p

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Originally posted by moosmom
I've changed many a tire in my day.

Molly,

We're friends, right??? What I want to know is...did you get his badge number and name??? Was he single???

If there's one thing I love, it's a man in uniform. The OTHER is a man OUT of uniform!!!;) :D :p

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lmao ME TOOOO!!
and if he doesn't suit Donna send him my way!!

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Originally posted by mugsy
I worked a game today, so I left school at 4:30 and I'm driving home....I get about 10 minutes from school and I feel the van lurch left and so I pull over and get out and find out I have a flat tire. I call Mike and then the tire place and start trying to find someone to change it....I am too stupid and don't know how to change a tire. I look behind me and there is a cop. He comes up to the window and asks what's wrong. He then proceeds to get the jack out and then tries to figure everything out. He actually stayed there and changed my tire!! I was so impressed. I called the chief of police to tell him how impressed I am.

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Now that is a nice positive experience. Good for you for giving this friendly officer a good mention, too many people complain about bad service but rarely stop to thank people for good service!!

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Originally posted by Karen
Oh, Mugsy, how lucky you were. Nice guy! By the way, I can tell you weren't brought up in MY family. Each one of us, male or female, had to pass the "Dad" Test before we were allowed to go for our Driver's Test at the Registry of Motor Vehicles. The Dad Test included demonstrating:

a. Checking the oil
b. Showing you knew were to put more oil in, if needed
c. Changing the tire
d. Identifying other "fluids" and where to check them - brake fluid, transmission fluid, even windsheild wiper fluid
e. Identification of major engine parts (for example, dad would point to the radiator and say "what's that?" and then move on to other parts

He never wanted any of us to be at a loss by the side of the road with a "simple" problem. Standing orders were, if your car broke down and it was towed to some unknown garage, sit on the hood and don't let anyone touch it until Dad showed up. Never had to test that one, although my first three cars were all 12+ years old when I got them. Smart Dad.

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Karen,

I think you and I had the same Dad! I come from a long line of mechanics, pilots and truck drivers. :D

What a nice story! One of my brother-in-laws is a police officer. Actually he's my favorite in-law, he's like an overgrown kid about some things (partly I think because he's still a bachelor), but he's one of those officers who really care about people. He's often telling us stories from work. Sadly, a lot of people are very rude and nasty to police officers. Daniel (that's his name) had once stopped a woman for speeding and was just going to let her off with a warning, but she kept being so nasty and foul-mouthed with him while he was trying to talk with her, he finally got fed up and went ahead and gave her a ticket.

It's so sad, because people should be extra thankful to the men and women of law enforcement who put their very lives on the line to make the world a safer place for us!

I think it's wonderful that you called their office to compliment that officer. I know something like that would really make Daniel's day.

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Originally posted by moosmom
I've changed many a tire in my day.

Molly,

We're friends, right??? What I want to know is...did you get his badge number and name??? Was he single???

If there's one thing I love, it's a man in uniform. The OTHER is a man OUT of uniform!!!;) :D :p

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Sorry Donna....probably about 26 and married....you know I would hook you up if I could! ;)

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Sorry Donna....probably about 26 and married....you know I would hook you up if I could!

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THAT is the story of my life!!!!

My theory is...

The best ones are either:

Married
Gay
Priests
Living out of state
Pushing baby carriages
Have pampers in their shopping carts,
Have baby seats in their cars
Crazy
Dead
Drug dealers

and on, and on, and on!!!!!

Well...I thought that too for about 36 years....then I met Mike.

You just got lucky, that's all. My luck is BOUND to change eventually.

Afterall, if it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.

Well, I thought that too....my advice....go get a flat tire and get a good looking cop to change it for you! hehehe

Thanks guys for the compliments. I called yesterday and the woman I talked to said that they had forwarded my message to his commander.

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go get a flat tire and get a good looking cop to change it for you! hehehe

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Yeah, and he'll probably be married, engaged, "KINDA seeing someone" or any NUMBER of things.

Daniel is 30 and still single, but I think he'll be a perpetual bacholer. He loves to date but never seems to get into the commitment thing for long :p

K9Soul,

Does he like older women??? :D

LOL he's a ladies man type as far as being easy going and great to talk to, but I don't think he'll ever grow up. When he's not working he lazes around all day or plays computer games :D