by S. Morrigan Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:02 pm
I search the man and find nothing.
'All right sir, let's get you breathalyzed.'
He blows over the limit, but offers no resistance.
"812, from T-1, Code 1, transport only. Break to COPA, requesting tow services."
'All right sir, let's get you a nice place to stay for the night.' I sit the man in the car. 'Sir, your license is expired, did you know that?'
'Yes, officer, I just needed to get home from work.'
'Well, Mr. Larson, unfortunately that's gonna put you in line with some fines.'
((I'll be at work, so go ahead and take him out of my car for transport, I'll hold here for the tow truck and meet back at the station so I can take care of the paperwork.))