I was sitting in my car filling out my cheatsheet for a gas station when I had a tap on my window. I was so engrossed in my camera downloading into my computer and the subsequent reviewing of the photos and the cheatsheet that I did not notice the police car pull up next to me.
I trembled a bit (in my native country, often, uniformed men were feared a bit). I rolled down the window and was questioned by a police officer.
"Hello, I'm Sgt Handsome Guy, What is your name and what are you doing?" he asked.
"Tatjana, I'm filling out my report, sir" I stammered.
"I noticed you taking photos of this gas station," he replied. "May I see your driver's license?"
"Yes, they're for my report, sir." I fumbled through my purse and produced my license.
"Who do you work for, Tatjana?"
"CORI," I replied, my accent becoming more noticeable and I was becoming teary-eyed.
"What is that," he smiled as he asked. He had blue eyes that sparkled.
"It is an auditing company for this gas station company," I produced the LOA and showed it to him.
He read it and then grinned. "Okay, I just noticed you taking the photos," he reiterated, "and it seemed rather odd. So, you audit them, eh? Well, they're good people and everyone likes this station and the owners." His blues were sparkling. He handed my license back and said, "so you are Tatjana? That is a pretty name."
He was looking in my car and saw the little bags of chips and candy, the laptop and my file folder along with my Wellingtons and a small packet of tampons that had fallen out of the Walgreen's bag (I saw that later).
I straightened up and said, "I must do the report as instructed by the company and must be objective. But, I have not seen any infractions." I endeavoured to act professional.
He leaned on his car and then made small talk, keeping me there for another 10 minutes. (I would like to think he was chatting me up.
Then, he left. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, when I told my hubby, he laughed and said that more than likely, they were running my information. That was the reason for chatting me up.
I can still see the scenario quite vividly. Since then, I've always made sure to carry some type of identification of the shop I was performing.
I always tie the bag now for my Walgreen purchases.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 09/29/2014 12:51PM by Tatjana.