A Kingwood Commute Gone Bad, Thanks to Officer Potty Mouth

My mom is amazing, she cracks me up constantly and so I thought it only right that I stop being greedy and start sharing some of her stories. With her permission, of course.  Enjoy this St. Patty’s gem and follow my mom @daisy_thewestie on Twitter for more laughs.

This morning, St. Patrick’s Day, the luck of the Irish was not with us in Kingwood, Texas.  Road work on Northpark Dr. was creating a nightmare for people coming in and out of Kingwood.  As we all know, at the front of every traffic jam is a police officer trying to “help” the situation move along.  It’s a tough job, everyone has their own agenda, and it usually revolves around themselves with not a lot of consideration for others. needless to say it was certainly a scene of tranquility gone awry compared to my usual peaceful morning commute(is that an oxymoron?).

This leads me to the short over weight policeman in the white cowboy hat that I encountered at the head of this traffic nightmare. I am not sure if he was in his “Go Rodeo” attire or he wears the cowboy hat year round, which would not be uncommon in this state, or maybe he wears it for a couple extra inches to his already small tubby stature.  I am taking the time to describe him thoroughly, in hopes that this post somehow gets back to him by some “luck o’ the Irish”.

So as I paint the picture of utter chaos with Cowboy Tubbers in-charge I took the the plunge at trying to retrieve the clean laundry from the dry-cleaners.  Twenty minutes later, on what is normally a two minute route, I reached the cleaners.  I was amazed that I had managed to dodge the “eye of the storm” and Cowboy Tubbers until a sudden silence fell over the “Livable Forest”. The birds stopped singing and time stood still for a brief second as I heard Cowboy Tubbs from 75 yards away yell at a white truck, and I quote “What the F$#@ are you doing”? Do you want to F$#@ with me?” To which he answered himself, “I don’t F@#%ing think so!!!”.

First of all, if you have to answer that question for yourself, you might want to check yourself for a case of “little man syndrome”, I’m just sayin.  Now I am not particularly opposed to the “F Bomb”, in fact I think its a really good word on some occasions.  My question is  ”what were you thinking Mr. short fat policeman in the white cowboy hat?  You are supposed to be a pillar of the community, a symbol of Right and Integrity.  By all means, give the white truck a ticket, but to cascade your anger on the the hundreds of people. not to mention birds, listening to you….SHAME ON YOU!!