Unfiltered Story #28194
Unfiltered
| September 30, 2016
I am a crossing guard. There is road construction going on, so a police officer is there to direct traffic.
Me: I am so lucky, I can walk to work. (Points to my house) I live right there.
Cop: You mean (other house) Officer (name) lives at that house..
Me: No, that’s my house.
Cop: No, that’s Officer (name’s) house.
Me: Officer (name) used to live there…with me. He doesn’t any more
Cop: (mortified) Oh, I’m so sorry! I had no idea.
Me: Don’t worry about it.
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