I know that one of things that attracted me to law enforcement was that it was a place where psychologically unfit bullies like me would be welcome. Ah, I remember the many hours we spent in the police acadamy learning how to seperate the high end vehicles from the rest of the herd and then just following them for no reason other than the plain and simple joy of knowing we were harassing them. Everyday when I pinned my little tin badge on I felt the enormous god like power that I possessed. We would have contests to see how many retired folks we could send right over the edge with our Gestapo type tactics of follow and harass. I won many a toaster oven over the years as the contest winner. Of course there were many real bad guys out there we could have targeted, but what's the fun in that? I mean the real joy of police work is targeting the blue hairs and their high end cars. My only regret is that I never got to patrol an area like The Villages, it would have been like hunting ducks with a machine gun.
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