04.01.2008
I read Andrea’s police story and had to write one of my own. I want you all to first look at the date… April Fools Day, yet the story that I am about to tell is NO JOKE!
I got home from work Tuesday about 4pm (yeah these past few weeks have been nice) and vegged in front of the History Channel (my new favorite). My roommate Brent came home with his boss around 5:30pm. They hurried and changed to shorts and cleats and said they were off to play soccer down in the park between the apartment complexes. I was invited and said I would probably come down after the show was over (sorry it was interesting).
I arrived around 6, laced up my cleats and joined the team. We were playing for a total of maybe five minutes when a police officer came over and yelled at us that we had to stop and that he would be needing all of our ID’s. He then began to explain to us that we were all getting tickets (mind you there were about 20 of us) because we were not allowed to play on the wide open field at the park. Apparently there is a city ordinance stating this fact. One of my favorite parts was that there was a man carrying a briefcase watching it all go down and when the police asked for his ID he said, “I am the president of the homeowners association, and I am glad you are here” (what a punk, we are sure he is the one who called the police) We joked later we should have said, “yeah right you were playing right along with us” that would have been classic as he probably would have gotten a ticket as well.
For the record, there was not a sign on any post or entrance to the park. As he starts taking everyone’s ID, he gets to Brent, two other individuals, and I. The four of us did not have our ID’s. We told the police man that we had ours at home, and the other two at their hotels. He then said, and I quote, “Well then you and I have a problem, we will be taking a ride in the patrol car to go get your ID’s.” We all about died laughing when he said this. He then left to his patrol car and began to write out tickets for each and everyone of the ID’s he had taken. Chicago is pretty chilly still and after about 20-25 minutes we wondered if the police man had just left. But no, we checked and he was still in his patrol car writing out tickets.
When he finally returned we were all freezing (we were expecting to run around and get all sweaty) and then he lightened up and said, “I’m sorry I have to do this.” No warning all tickets. He then said he had to because 1. He had already written out the tickets and 2. The homeowner dude was lurking so he couldn’t just give us a warning. The cop did finally realize how ridiculous it was and told us how we could fight it and probably win. Then the police man left. So the 4 of us without ID’s got a great and wonderful story and don’t even have to deal with the crap of fighting a ridiculous ticket.
And we wonder why Americans are over-weight, because we build parks where playing and running around is not allowed, thus children stay inside in front of video games all day long. To that I say good riddance Chicago!
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