Classic Thread - Security Forces (SFS) Tales

[drewpey]

On my way to my first duty station, I got pulled over by a Texas cop about 30 minutes from base for a burned out headlight. No big deal, gave me a written warning, and told me to fix it, was friendly. I pull up to the gate about midnight, the gate guard tells me it's out, I tell him I know, show him the ticket and told him I would fix it in the morning. He nods, says "ok" and I pull off to find lodging. He turns and says something to another guy as I pull off. I get about 400ft into the gate, I see a SF flip a U-turn, and start flying down the road like I stole something with his lights on. I pull over, and before he gets to my car, there were two other SF cars behind him with their lights going.

He approaches the car, but not to where I can see him, he stays back like I'm going to pull a gun on him or something, and shouts for me to put my ID and registration out of my window. I do, he takes it and disappears and after about 15 minutes he comes back and tells me my car isn't state registered, because it's not showing up on his database, even though I gave him all the registration info and it was. 15 minutes later, they find it, and let me go after giving me a long lecture about how I can't drive on base with a burned out headlight because it's such a danger. I told him I just found out, and would change it in the morning. Because it was so dangerous driving without a headlight, I got an escort to lodging and to the TLF with their lights going and everything, one in front, two behind. I almost felt important...

Nice little "Welcome to the Air Force"...

truly though, they must get really bored, especially at training bases. Had a "nav appreciation day" at randolph, and they were out in full force with M-16s guarding the display planes for anyone to come climb on. A clueless LT stepped over the rope they had made the flightline instead of going through the restricted access (they even saw him coming, and didn't bother warning him), and oh boy, you would have thought he had a bomb strapped to his chest. Poor LT probably about wet himself the way they came after him. I bet they were just itching for someone to do that all day...

[Guest sleepy]

Last month I went through the gate at an unfamiliar base. While asking one of the gate guards (a SSgt) how to get to the Main Exchange, the other, an A1C (which is currently my rank, too, since I am waiting to do the AMS thing), says to me, "Daaamn, ewe is owder dan dat Lootenent ova dare (there). Why dontchu go whip his ass?" Huh?

I should have looked at the guy and said, "Okay, but let me work my way up the chain. How old are you?" Instead, I went on about my business, only to get lost somewhere in the middle of the back nine.

[Guest rotorhead]

When I was driving home at 0300 after an NVG evening of fun...

I drove my 50hp VW through the standard labyrinth of cones to leave the base. Instead of a single cop checking IDs for ENTRY on the base, there are several, and as I negotiate the cones one strolls casually in front of me and motions for me to pull over...so I comply, expecting the standard seat belt hazing.

The two striper sees that I have a seat belt. Bummer. He then asks to see my license and registration and insurance, so I comply, all good. Bummer. He then checks the govt sticker. Bummer. He then checks for burned out lights. Bummer. He has nothing. Then he asks me if I know the posted speed limit. I said, I presume it is 15 or 20 near the gate. Then he asked me if I knew how fast I was going (remember, he casually strolled in front of me as I negotiated the cones). I said I HAVE NO IDEA, I WAS BUSY LOOKING AT THE CONES AND HIM WALKING IN FRONT OF ME. He then leaves with my papers, and goes to the shack for 5 min. He then comes back with his ticket book, and asks my unit, commander, etc etc. He then tells me he is giving me a ticket for RECKLESS DRIVING, and WANTON DISREGARD FOR PERSONAL SAFETY. He said I had to notify my commander within 24 hours. I said, I'm gonna LOVE telling him this story.

The next day, after a few phone calls, the ticket was voided, and the cop was denied ticket writing privileges...he had written 8 of those very serious tickets (with zero evidence of anything) within an hour period.

[ 30. June 2006, 22:30: Message edited by: rotorhead ]

[Guest rotorhead]

During a timed exercise, a cop we were trying to load said he had to go back to the truck for a minute...I said, dammit, the clock is running...we have to launch...he said "I left my gun in the truck."

[Guest flightproak]

As an A1C waiting for AMS I was pulled over for failure to come to a complete stop by a skycop SSgt. I complied with her requests for documents and responded that I had no idea why she pulled me over. She informed me of my failure to stop and disappeared for 15 minutes. She returned and gave me my ticket and then began her speech. Included was "If I was beating you with a stick, would you want me to stop or just slow down!?!"

A few months later I was in my suit as a civilian DV and sponsor of an annual award on base. I was seated at the SF table, and who was there but the SSgt. and her commander. I proceeded to tell teh story and unmistakeably describe her, though I "couldn't remember her name." She didn't look at me again that night and the commander apologized for the lack of professional behavior.

Later on the skycops refused us entry to the base with our DV passes issued by the BG wing CC. We received apologetic phone calls the next week and promises that the contract and SF folks had been strongly "briefed" on consistent ID requirements. Life is much better after the BG provides a "moment of clarity."

Our Guard cops are cool though. Same experiences as mentioned before. They know who we are.

Cheers!

[Toro]

[JarheadBoom]

The cop stupidity isn't limited to the AF - many USMC MP's are living proof of the stereotype "Muscles Are Required; Intelligence Not Essential SIR!"

I once got a ticket for failure to stop for 3 seconds at a stopsign on MCAS Tustin. The base traffic court judge (the MAG Sergeant Major, who was NOT known for his leniency or sense of humor) chewed the MP's ass and tore the ticket up, and told me to make sure I stopped at the stopsigns on-base.

A few months later I get a ticket for doing 12mph in a 10mph zone in base housing at MCAS El Toro. PFC Fumblenuts refuses to concede that I couldn't accurately judge 10mph, when the car's speedometer starts at 20mph. His partner/trainer LCpl Shitforbrains refuses my request to drive behind them at 10mph so I can see what the tach reads, so I can more accurately judge slow speeds and not violate the base housing speed limit. He then decides I've "got an attitude problem" (silly me for thinking a Corporal outranks a Lance Corporal) and calls for backup.

The Sergeant of the Guard shows up 10 minutes later with the full light & sound show (I'm now late getting back to work at this point) and immediately writes me up for "disrespecting an NCO". I ask the Sgt who & where the NCO was that I disrespected, since I was the only NCO present until he showed up; he says I can explain it to my Sergeant Major in the morning when I show up on the MP blotter. The pain finally ends when, "against his better judgement", the Sgt "allows me to proceed" back to work with my 12-in-a-10 citation and the disrespect charge sheet in-hand.

Of course the Gunny wants to know where the hell I've been, since my 1hr good-deal-dont-f*ck-this-up lunchbreak has turned into a 1+45 f*ckoff session. I show him the paperwork, explain what happened, show him my car's speedo, and then we go see our SgtMaj. After explaining "what the f*ck is all this?" to the SgtMaj, the 3 of us proceed to the cop shop and he commences to "educating" the Sgt of the Guard, the MP's who originally stopped me, and the MP SNCOIC about attention to detail, common sense, the USMC rank structure and it's day-to-day applications, and the reasonable-man theory. Citation went away, charge sheet went away, I got apologies from all MP's involved. No further troubles with the MP's for me.

Of course none of this helped the sergeant from another squadron who DUI'd at the front gate later that night with:

- expired vehicle registration

- no insurance

- unregistered pistol under driver's seat

- 3 loaded magazines under passenger's seat

- box of loose rounds on backseat floor "hidden" under papers, trash, etc.

That left a mark.

BTW.......

Nice resurrection, Toro!

Edited December 9, 2007 by JarheadBoom

[Guest Boom]

You haven't been "really" pulled over till you get a "noise ordinance ticket" from A1C Retard for driving your '00 WS6 Trans Am stroker (going the speed limit mind you) on Altus AFB.

[Bluto]

I was former SF and I ran into some dick head pilots in my days. I really hope I'm not that way now and I always thank SF troops when I see them. Their job sucks hard and trust me, they get shit on constantly.

[Guest Boom]

I was former SF and I ran into some dick head pilots in my days. I really hope I'm not that way now and I always thank SF troops when I see them. Their job sucks hard and trust me, they get shit on constantly.

A lot of the times they bring it on themselves. However all you'd have to do is look at the "leadership" in most SFS's to figure out why they are on the lower spectrum of the ASVAB/AFOQT scores.

[Torch169]

I made the mistake earlier this year when I was at Laughlin of calling one of the skycops that was called to the dorms an "SP." Now, when I was growing up in the enlisted ranks, we always called them SP's. When the hell did it become a huge issue to call them SP's?

It was one of the funnier moments when the young cop, who may or may not have been shaving with a blade, told me, "I'm not the police, I'm the first line of defense for the United States Air Force."

That's right, kid...Lift weights, dip Cope, look at yourself in the mirror with beret on. Most importantly, do something amazing.

[M2]

Whereas most sky cops I've run across have been pretty cool (I was an SP augmentee myself during my early enlisted days), everybody seems to have at least one run-in with the real brainiacs of career field. Mine was on Randolph for driving too slow on one of the roads that parallels the flightline. My new bride and I were TDY to San Antonio and I was showing her around base one evening around 10:00pm after dinner with some friends nearby. The cops were trailing our convertible rental car a few blocks back (trying to be sneak) but as I knew they were there (wasn't too tough) and was keeping it under the speed limit, I figured no problem. We get near the main gate and the lights go off. Needless to say I pretty much laughed in their face with all the accusations of "suspicious behavior" and "holding up traffic" (there was none), and told the SSgt if he wanted to get his OIC on the spot we could discuss it further, otherwise I was leaving. I got the "well, we'll call this a warning" response and just shook my head and got back into the car. There is nothing worse than a bored sky cop!

I know that job sucks, I've done it. However, there is no reason to act like an asshole. I've noticed that since retiring and growing my hair out that the SPs don't bother with me as much. I guess the realization that I don't have a first shirt or commander to answer to dissuades them from messing with me...

I am still nice to the cops and rental guards on base, but I am not going to take any shit from them! Never have, and won't start now.

And anyone who can't clearly see whether to go the Nav or SP route should most definitely go SP!

Cheers! M2

[outbreak]

The one I can't stand is a guy in the squadron who is allegedly transferring out of his nav slot for the cop shop. They put him on casual in charge of all the casuals. These folks come in for an hour or so a day and then go home or do their IFS stuff. never formal anything. We show up to the squadron run a couple weeks ago, and he's got the casuals (about 40-50) lined up for a formation run. Full drill mode. We laughed as they ran 3.6mi in formation. This morning, we hear him from across the building doing an open ranks inspection. WTF.

Otherwise, I've had pretty good luck with the skycops here at RND too. They'll occasionally wander into the nav dorms for a friday night get-together thats a bit too loud. No one has anything better to do the next day but we're still being too loud. Ok, they're bored. One night a SSgt came out and we all hushed up and he said "don't worry about the noise guys, I just wanted to have a smoke." He proceeded to tell us that at the Upper class/lower class parties we have, the upper class (who is about to graduate) will call the cop shop and have some meatheads come over to harass the lower class (keep that filed away for a few months). They even gave us rides all night during the random drug tests. We were responsible and walked back from the bar and through the gate, while the random tests were going on and they gave us a lift to the test site, and a lift back home. Seem to be good folks here.

Back to the original. GO RATED!!!!

[Guest Sparky]

Ok...there I was, in a GOV 6-pack truck with 2 Lt Cols (I was driving...lowly Major) when we come to a stop sign. I completely stop, as does the old ford truck that hit the stop sign at the same time we did. This guy was going the same direction we were...just in the lane next to us. He had his hat turned backwards...sitting low, music up high wearing civilian clothes. He gives a glance over at all of us field graders and then punches it! Mind you, we are on base in a 25mph zone...and he accelerates up to about 45-50 pretty quick. As we are left in his dust, we notice a small little sticker on his rear windshield/glass. Yes....it was a security forces sticker! The Lt Col sitting up front with me looks over and says "holy shit" and I say to him "you in a hurry to be any where"? I follow this kid half way across the base until we end up at the BXtra. I pulled up right in front of his vehicle, with all the Lt Col's in tow and immediately identify myself and demand to see his ID card. Holy Batcave batman..you should have seen the disgust in this kid's eyes that he not only got pulled over by a couple of officers in flight suits, but the tables were turned. He was not the only one disgusted, his attitude had all of us questioning our continued service in today's AF (not really...but you get the point). His bearing and attitude really had my blood boiling, so I just asked for his supervisor's name...then I said "nevermind", I know your Commander, I will just give him a call. We get back to the office, I place the call and tell his CC exactly what had occured. He said he would get back to me in a few minutes. 10 minutes later the phone rang..it was his DO, he asked me my exact location on base to send an officer over to take an official statement and was wondering if I would be comfortable with them sending a patrol car over to the dorms to arrest this kid under article 92 of the UCMJ. First question I asked was what was this kid's background...had he ever been in trouble previously? They informed me that he was a brand new SF troop and that he wasn't even on shift yet, was still going through training and fresh out of SF school. I didn't necessarily feel comfortable with ruining this kid's life over one incident, so I said I would feel more comfortable with them scaring the shit out of him by picking him up and chewing his ass. They picked him up, he admitted to driving too fast and said he was just "scared" and didnt mean to be disrespectful. He had to put a briefing together and brief the squadron and received a LOC. I think this guy will mind his P's and Q's in the future. I guess there is a little SF in all of us....

[FallingOsh]

The other day my wife and I were going on base. It was 100% ID checks and she didn't have her wallet. The A1C sarcastically asked (like he was clever), "Why would you go to the commissary without an ID?" I said, "Well, I've got mine." I think it confused him cause there was a long pause. His solution to the problem was this:

He would hold my ID while we went shopping.

We would go home, drop off the stuff, and get her ID.

We would drive back to the front gate and use her ID as proof to get my ID back.

WTF?

So we're allowed on base without any ID now? I won't be able to buy anything at the commissary because Airman Awesome kept mine. Then, if they decide to do random ID checks at base housing, I can't get home.

We just went home and got her ID real quick, no big deal. The problem solving skills under intense pressure is what I found less than entertaining.

[RangerMateo]

Just for the record...

If you've been to Vance there is kind of a weird road layout from the student parking lot to the main road to get off base. There is an ongoing argument between a few of us as to which is the fastest way. So one day my friend and I were leaving at the same time. He's a believer in driving down the road by the OSS and I go around the circle to the road that goes east from the main MPF building....which has one of the four stop signs on base. As I was rolling up to the stopsign I could see headlights South on Gott. I knew that if I stopped completely he would pass me, so I rolled the stop sign and pulled out right in front of him. Then he turned on the red and blue lights that I wasn't aware he had...

While explaining the situation to the SF guy that was in the car that I thought was my friends car, I saw my friend's black Corvette pass me (So my way is faster!). On the upside, the two striper asked me if I knew why I'd been pulled over, I said yes, I rolled a stop sign and that I was trying to beat my friend off base. He looked a little shocked that I was that up front with him, then he laughed and said, alright...have a nice day, Sir.

They're not all jerks ;)

Edited January 17, 2009 by RangerMateo

[lj35driver]

I arrived at TIK from tech school in 1995 not long after the OKC Federal Building bombing occured. I flashed my gov't Amex card instead of my ID the first time going through the gate and was waived through. I tried the same thing again a couple of weeks later with the same result. I stopped at the gate this time and told the SSgt that I must have the Greek warrior look going on today. I think he turned about 5 shades of red and purple while I pulled out my ID and drove on through.

About 4 years later, I walk into my office and my supervisor asks me what the hell is going on at home because the SP's called and are waiting to serve a protective warrant on me. I'm as puzzled as he is, so we give them a call. I'm told by the desk sgt that the OK county sheriff's dept is waiting to serve an order brought against me by my wife. I tell them there must be some mistake and she says that's what they all say and that they know I've been beating my wife. I tell them there's no mistake and could they do something to verify that I'm the correct person since I've got a fairly common name and have had some credit fraud issues due to another person of the same name living in OKC. She refuses to and says she's prepared to dispatch a unit to take me into custody if I'm unwilling to come over immediately with my supervisor. We go over where I'm cuffed and read my rights upon entering the building. As I'm sitting there in disbelief being served a warrant, I notice the address isn't mine and neither is the SSN. I ask the OK sheriff to pull my wallet out of my flightsuit and verify the it against my ID. Yeah, wrong person $hithead! Turns out the dude with the same name they were looking for was an SP sitting in an office about 2 doors down from where I was sitting cuffed. The same dude was the source of my credit problems. He's gotten a credit card and a student loan that he'd defaulted on using my SSN.

I can't say the one's here at Keesler are much better. We're constantly battling their flightline patrols about violating clearances around aircraft and parking next to or on taxi lines. They like to fall asleep in their truck while parked within about 10 feet of the taxi line that leads out of our area to the parallel. I stopped the jet about 50 ft behind the truck one day after ground can't get hold of them. It was pretty obvious that the SP was out cold. I'd been waiting about 5 minutes at this point, so I popped the thrust reversers which produced enough noise to get his attention. He turns and looks at me like a deer in the headlights and throws it in drive and floors it. He takes off towards 2 parked -130Js and drives under the wing of one of them. Yeah, not the smartest thing to scare the guy, but WTF! These guys somehow manage to get a flightline DL and drive out there often enough to know where not to park.

Edited January 18, 2009 by lj35driver

[Splash95]

The one I can't stand is a guy in the squadron who is allegedly transferring out of his nav slot for the cop shop. They put him on casual in charge of all the casuals. These folks come in for an hour or so a day and then go home or do their IFS stuff. never formal anything. We show up to the squadron run a couple weeks ago, and he's got the casuals (about 40-50) lined up for a formation run. Full drill mode. We laughed as they ran 3.6mi in formation. This morning, we hear him from across the building doing an open ranks inspection. WTF.

Otherwise, I've had pretty good luck with the skycops here at RND too. They'll occasionally wander into the nav dorms for a friday night get-together thats a bit too loud. No one has anything better to do the next day but we're still being too loud. Ok, they're bored. One night a SSgt came out and we all hushed up and he said "don't worry about the noise guys, I just wanted to have a smoke." He proceeded to tell us that at the Upper class/lower class parties we have, the upper class (who is about to graduate) will call the cop shop and have some meatheads come over to harass the lower class (keep that filed away for a few months). They even gave us rides all night during the random drug tests. We were responsible and walked back from the bar and through the gate, while the random tests were going on and they gave us a lift to the test site, and a lift back home. Seem to be good folks here.

Back to the original. GO RATED!!!!

YES!!! When I started reading this thread about SF dumbness, I really hoped this guy would come up somewhere. Oh, he was also one of those aforementioned dweebs who got the SF beret and started showing it off long before he actually went through the training (he was still at Randolph, busy putting the casual Navs-to-be through full drill formation runs and open ranks inspections).

[BQZip01]

God...glad I got to Randolph after that jerkoff left. If rank were no factor I think I would have told him to go screw. No damn casual LT is going to make me stand an open ranks or run in formation. Throwing the flag on that one.

I knew the guy and was certain he'd come up. He was a good guy and his heart was in the right place (making the studs look appropriate in uniform at a MAJCOM HQ), but I wish his brain and common sense were in the right place (have the FLIGHT commander announce that you're going to have random uniform inspections every day and check one or two each day at random. Then when he does them, the guy can fall back on "hey, just doing what the flt/cc said to do).

Another example with this guy: I sent him an e-mail requesting further clarification on some policy before I go to the Captains in charge of the flight. He sends the request to the Captains anyway. As many of you know, the best way to diffuse a problem with the CC is to have a solution in mind BEFORE you go to them, or at least a set of solutions from which the CC can pick the best option. ("Sir, we cannot comply with new regulation XYZ.123 because of ABC. However, we already sent up an exception-to-policy letter detailing the issues and it's been approved." Hence, no problem.)

I sat him down and had a heart-to-heart talk and explained that you don't do stuff like that. Come back with an "I don't know" instead of forwarding it to the bosses when the person specifically asks NOT to do that...especially someone who outranks YOU.

To be fair, the guy had some side issues and he handled them like a professional, it was just issues with certain flyers that he had problems. I think he'll be fine in his career field and will do a good job protecting us.

[lloyd christmas]

I work with an ex security forces guy. He tells a story that while stationed at Whiteman one of the SF guys he worked with was doing drugs and obviously did not want to get caught. He figures they might do a random room inspection at his base dorm while he is at work. So he puts the drugs in his BDU pants pocket and heads off to work at the SF headquarters building. He no more than walks in and heads down the main hallway where one of the dog handlers has his drug dog walking the opposite direction down the hallway. You guessed it.... dog is all over this guys pocket. Busted.

He has a funny SF buffoonery story as well. They had to do hourly inspections at the Whiteman bomb dump (door seals, locks etc..) One guy would go and break open chem sticks and poor it all over the door area so it glowed green. Other guy would have the newest SF dude in the truck doing the inspections. Newest guy would be told to get out and go check it out. Driver pulls out chem mask from under the seat puts it on and locks the truck doors. Hilarity insues as the totally confused new guy flips out and can not get back into the truck as it drives off. At least they have a little fun while they are not writing tickets for 2 miles over the speed limit.

[Spoo]

I work with an ex security forces guy. He tells a story that while stationed at Whiteman one of the SF guys he worked with was doing drugs and obviously did not want to get caught. He figures they might do a random room inspection at his base dorm while he is at work. So he puts the drugs in his BDU pants pocket and heads off to work at the SF headquarters building. He no more than walks in and heads down the main hallway where one of the dog handlers has his drug dog walking the opposite direction down the hallway. You guessed it.... dog is all over this guys pocket. Busted.

That's priceless...

Anybody remember the days when there were two different types of SP's? Two career fields - base defense guys and the meter-maids (moving violations, etc.). Those BD guys sorta' had their S together. Anybody? C'mon, some of you old heads have got to remember that.

Edited January 20, 2009 by Spoo

[Boxhead]

Anybody remember the days when there were two different types of SP's? Two career fields - base defense guys and the meter-maids (moving violations, etc.). Those BD guys sorta' had their S together.

It was Security Specialist and Law Enforcement Specialist, both fell under Security Police and both did base defense when it was time to do that...one guarded resources and one did regular law enforcement duties on base (and off base in some places).

The security guys actually had a lower ASVAB score requirement...the stories you heard about someone failing out of some other career field and becoming a cop, they almost always went to Security. Also, almost all of the big "boy I can't believe that cop did that" stuff was with those guys as well.

Then again, I was a LE troop, I am a tad biased....the merger of the career fields is what caused me to get out....

Oh well.

[Spoo]

It was Security Specialist and Law Enforcement Specialist, both fell under Security Police and both did base defense when it was time to do that...one guarded resources and one did regular law enforcement duties on base (and off base in some places).

The security guys actually had a lower ASVAB score requirement...the stories you heard about someone failing out of some other career field and becoming a cop, they almost always went to Security. Also, almost all of the big "boy I can't believe that cop did that" stuff was with those guys as well.

Then again, I was a LE troop, I am a tad biased....the merger of the career fields is what caused me to get out....

Oh well.

The guy who told me they had their feces consolidated worked the security side before going to UPT...go figure - he was biased the other way. Thanks for the info. My opinion: SP's are just like every other organization in the AF: there are some good cops out there, but the idiots in the community ruin it for everyone else...just like finance, MPF, services, or the angry, bitter, old, rotund, civilian TMO biatch at Beale that wouldn't give me my plane tickets at 1530 for a flight departing at 0525 the next morning for a deployment, because I didn't have a paper copy of my orders or a signed out-proc checklist or some other BS that defies common sense, forcing me to spend three hours...GRRRR...

Whoa, what just happened? Weren't we just talking about SP's?

Sorry, this post probably belongs in another thread, but I feel a lot better now.

[Toro]

Keeping your base safe one parking ticket at a time

Chapter 10: Ticket all Samaritans

So here's my latest tale in why the SFS bozos are more worthless than a bucket of rancid assholes.

As I'm driving to work the other day I see a car in the road and the driver walking nearby on a cell. It looks like he's broken down, so I pull into the nearby Burger King to see if he needs help. Indeed he does - managed to run out of gas - so I help him push the car to the side of the road. He's still sort of in the road, but the car won't go much further because it's at the bottom of a small hill. I don't normally go to the BK, so I don't notice when I'm leaving the parking lot that making a left turn (the only way to get directly back to the main road) is not allowed. What I do notice when I'm half way through my turn is the cop car parked in an empty dirt lot across the street just waiting for somebody to do exactly what I just did.

Before I can finish my turn, he pulls out after me. For some reason, he follows me for almost 1/2 mile before he flips on the lights (passes two parking lots and waits until I'm at an intersection to try to make me pull over - genius). He asks me if I know why, I say no, and he tells me about the no left turn. I explain, "Sorry about that, but I don't normally go into that Burger King and I stopped to help a guy whose car ran out of gas."

As expected, he took my documents and went back to the car. To add insult to injury, he took ten minutes to write my ticket because he was showing a noob 2-striper the process of validating their worthless job by writing "No Left Turn" tickets. Completely oblivious to the fact that I explained there was somebody on the side of the road back there with an out-of gas car, he returned with my ticket and asked me if I had any questions. So I reiterated, "Maybe if you guys spent less time writing illegal turn tickets and more time trying to help people like the guy back there who is stuck on the side of road, people like me wouldn't have to do it."

I got the deer in the headlights look, and they walked back to their car, then drove the opposite direction, away from the dude stranded on the side of the road. My gripe is not about getting a ticket (as aggravating as it was), it's about the fact that these douches were probably told to monitor that parking lot for people making illegal left turns, and couldn't break away from that task to help somebody who actually needed them.

[Dead Last]

Toro

That's a good one but my personal favorite is going onto the flight line, these nozzles are in their car parked by the ecp up to the point that we walk through, without the badges displayed(probably more out of spite) and they start their cars up and drive away not even asking to see our badges. I'm also a big fan of the random searches coming through the front gate, yeah I know it's a CC directed thing but when they insist on telling me their little speech and I say I've heard it please just search, I have to get back to work and he/she continues to drag it out, and I'm just getting more pissed off by the second. A buddy of mine(22 years and still going) says that "you can't spell stupid without SP"

anyways cheers