From the State where drink driving is considered a sport, comes a
true story from the Sunshine Coast, Queensland.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local
neighbourhood tavern. Late in the evening the officer noticed a man
leaving
the
bar so intoxicated that he could barely walk.
The man stumbled around the car park for a few minutes, with the
officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity and trying his
keys
on
five vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he fell into. He
was
there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and
drove
off.
Finally started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a fine
dry
night), flicked the indicators on, then off, tooted the horn
and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few
inches,
reversed a little
and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as some more
vehicles
left. At last he pulled out of the car park and started to drive slowly
down
the road.
The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started
up
the patrol car,
put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and carried
out a
breathalyser
test.
To his amazement the breathalyser indicated no evidence of the man
having
consumed alcohol at all!
Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to
the
Police station this breath-alyser equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the man, "TONIGHT I'M THE DESIGNATED DECOY".
True story.
Why didn't i think of this?
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