It was my first time doing it and the first time either of us picked up 12 at the middle school. There was a line of cars at the same place where I drop him off in the morning, so I got in line, thinking it was the same process. My car was sticking out into the road, but I figured once the line moved it would be ok. A cop who had been parked on the side of the road pulled up behind me, turned his lights on, and proceeded to yell at me as though I’d just run down a crowd of people at the Grandma and Toddlers convention.
"I DON’T KNOW WHAT PLANET YOU’RE FROM, LADY, BUT AROUND HERE WE DON’T PARK ON A STATE ROAD!!!!"
"Oh, sorry, I’m new to this - I’m not parked, I’m wai-"
"MOVE YOUR CAR! RIGHT NOW!"
"-ting well alright then."
9 was in the car and told me that the police officer who screamed at me is the same one who high-fives him each morning when I drop him off, “but now I know he’s faking it.”