Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Ah, Memories...

The NYPD just had a feel-good hashtag campaign completely backfire on them.  This reminded me of a situation I was involved in where a police officer had less-than-stellar behavior.  Let's enter the way-back machine...

When I was twelve years old, my mother called 911 on me because I was refusing to do the dishes.  I kid you not.  She used to call the cops on me anytime I argued with her.  When the police arrived, instead of lecturing my mother about abusing the 911 system, one of them backed me into a corner in the kitchen while I sobbed hysterically (this being my first interaction with the police beyond the D.A.R.E. thing we did in 5th grade).  He informed this frightened twelve year old that she had better do the dishes and obey her mother or he'd hear about it and come arrest her and take her to juvie.

And, shockingly, this initiated a lifelong fearful mistrust of police officers.

Thanks a bunch, random Kansas City, Kansas police officer.  I'd rather do pretty much anything than have to deal with a cop because of you.

I suppose I could also thank my mother, since she was the one who called 911 and caused the traumatizing situation in the first place, but that was pretty mild compared to some of the other terrible things that she did to me over the course of my time with her.

Just felt the need to get that out there.  Why not, right?