Friday, March 20, 2015

You Kids Get Off My Lawn!

A few years ago, we had a natural disaster that made the national news. Crews from all over came here to report on it. We were working 12-hour shifts with no days off, and everyone was exhausted.

One day I found a national news crew set up in "the forbidden zone". There were actually a couple of reporters sitting at a makeshift desk, with lights and microphones and cameras - the whole nine yards.

This was an area that wasn't safe, and that had to be readily accessible to emergency personnel at all times.So that I didn't make some monumental political error (which I'm prone to do), I contacted my supervisor and asked what he wanted me to do. He told me in no uncertain terms to get them out of there. Right. Now.

So, I just walked up to this bunch and told them they had to pack there stuff and clear out. They looked stunned. One of them said, "But we're live right now!" I, in one of the best lines I've ever delivered as a cop, said, "And so am I. Now leave or you're all going to jail."

They packed up their crap and moved. I never heard a word about it.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awesome!

Anonymous said...

Good to hear!

Jay said...

They set up in an unsafe zone and then tell you they're live. The question is how long for?
Just as well you moved them along that way they get to go live another day.