Tomorrow’s Miss Lisa’s birthday so her sister and family took us both out to breakfast this morning and we went to The Old Mill in Modesto which sits just catty-corner from Modesto police department. It’s a great breakfast and lunch diner.
Now me and Lisa go to The Old Mill all the time, I’ve been eating there myself what, 30 years? even when it was at the old location and while the small parking lot is always kinda crowded, I’ve always been able to find a spot but this time I had to drop her at the door and try to find parking on the street. I ended up parking behind MPD’s impound lot about a block away.
As I jump out of the truck and start to cross the street, a cop in civilian clothes and his wife/gf are headed to their car next to the truck and the cop looks at me and tells me “Hey, you’re jaywalking.”
Big fucking deal. I looked both ways. “So write me a fucking ticket” I hollered over my shoulder and headed towards my bacon and ham and sausage and eggs. When I get to the restaurant and walking towards the table in the very back where everybody was at I was checking motherfuckers out and holy shit, the place was loaded with off-duty cops and their families.
After I sat down and got all the hey-how-ya-doings out of the way I leaned over to my brother-in-law Dusty and said “Hey man, I’m really uncomfortable with all these fucking cops in here” and he says “What cops?”
I started laughing. “The two behind me, the one to your left, the one in that booth, and then the 4 or 5 in the main dining room.”
He started checking them out and the way they were dressed and went “Oh yeah, huh?”
It was a good time though. We had a nice breakfast and a great visit, and when I walked back to get the truck I made sure I crossed E street diagonally after making sure there were no vehicles on the road, taking the whole half block from the diner to the corner to do it burpin’ and fartin’ the whole way. And there wasn’t even a ticket on my windshield when I got there.