Quiet Coffee and Doughnuts

One night Curt was driving and Karl was riding with him. They had gone to get a from the gas station and wanted to just sit out of the way on one of the back streets to enjoy their coffee.

It was a fairly hot night so as he backed in off the road, Curt rolled down his drivers side window. Then he and Karl just sat back to drink their coffee in peace.

But evidently a peaceful evening is not what the powers that be had in mind for the officers that night. 

A young man on a dirt bike came riding down the street doing about forty miles per hour in a twenty five mile per hour zone. Under the circumstances, since they were wanting to enjoy their coffee, if the young man had just blazed on past them, Curt might have just let it go.

But no. Right in front of where the officers were parked, the young man decided to do a doughnut in the center of the street. Again, if he had just done a big U-turn and headed back the way he had come, Curt might have let him go. 

But no. As he spun his dirt bike around so that his headlight hit the patrol car it was evident that he had not expected to see it. The rider jerked so hard he nearly fell over but then he quickly regained control and headed down the road again.

Curt said, “Well fuck,” and threw his coffee out his window.

Karl said, “Shit,” and tried to throw his coffee out. But his window was still up so the coffee just bounced and then dumped all over his lap.

“Damn it,” he grimaced in pain. Then pointing at the rider Karl added, “That one is mine.”

Curt laughed and punched the gas to chase down the rider. Once they had him stopped, Curt lent Karl his ticket book and allowed his friend to write the ticket.

Want more stories like this check out the book The Chief Is Missing which is available in audio for those of us that don’t have time to sit down and read.

Another Book by J A Sliger is Code Name Artist. It’s a World War Two drama based on a man that fought the Nazi’s from inside the German Secret Service The Abwehr.