Out.
Out and about again.
Operative and on my toes.
There's a funny story here:
A colleague, on his break, orders pizza for delivery.
Without telling me. Bad decision.
He can follow the delivery on a map in his phone.
He is hungry. He is counting down. Watches the dot on his screen and drools, probably.
Me, outside, on a level 5 security mission.
Watches a white, small car slowing down on the street.
I look at the driver.
In my world, he looks suspicious.
The car is unmarked, not a sticker about delivery or so.
I look the way I look, and carry a MP5 machine gun.
I walk slowly towards the car. He drives away, quickly.
30 seconds later: my (hungry) colleague comes running out, wearing just half what he should wear and carry, in a t-shirt and shouts: "have you seen a delivery guy, here, a minute ago, or so?"
I shrug and look at him with my on-duty-dead-fish-eyes.
His phone calls: The delivery guy have parked three blocks away and asks him to come and get his pizza because "I´m not going back to that address."
He runs for three blocks to get his, by now lukewarm pizza, gets it and comes back.
I look at him and give him a faint smile.
Sometimes, work can be really amusing...
Out.
Out and about again.
Operative and on my toes.
There's a funny story here:
A colleague, on his break, orders pizza for delivery.
Without telling me. Bad decision.
He can follow the delivery on a map in his phone.
He is hungry. He is counting down. Watches the dot on his screen and drools, probably.
Me, outside, on a level 5 security mission.
Watches a white, small car slowing down on the street.
I look at the driver.
In my world, he looks suspicious.
The car is unmarked, not a sticker about delivery or so.
I look the way I look, and carry a MP5 machine gun.
I walk slowly towards the car. He drives away, quickly.
30 seconds later: my (hungry) colleague comes running out, wearing just half what he should wear and carry, in a t-shirt and shouts: "have you seen a delivery guy, here, a minute ago, or so?"
I shrug and look at him with my on-duty-dead-fish-eyes.
His phone calls: The delivery guy have parked three blocks away and asks him to come and get his pizza because "I´m not going back to that address."
He runs for three blocks to get his, by now lukewarm pizza, gets it and comes back.
I look at him and give him a faint smile.
Sometimes, work can be really amusing...