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But, there's a car parked next to one of the pumps, and I don't dare leave the store unoccupied until the car leaves.
3:30 a.m: The car is still there. Lights on. Just sitting there. I've seen no one go in or out. No one pumped any gas.
3:35 a.m.: I stand in the window in full view of the suspicious car (a beat up, white Ford Probe) and pretend to dial the police. This works with most of the people who like to smoke pot in the parking lot. The car does not move.
3:40 a.m.: Still no movement of the car or its occupant(s). Since it's dark, and the cars' lights are on, I can't even tell if someone is in it.
3:45 a.m.: I call the police non-emergency line and ask if an officer could drive through the lot, maybe scare the car's occupants off.
3:50 a.m.: A squad car pulls up behind the Probe and an officer, one of the store's regulars, walks up to the driver's window and shines a flashlight inside.
3:55 a.m.: A second squad car pulls up. The second officer helps a young woman out of the driver's door of the Probe and the sobriety dance begins: Hold your arms straight out and touch your nose, follow the light with your eyes, stand on one foot ...
From my perspective (passing by as I took out the trash), I couldn't tell how the nose or the light test went, but I did see that "stand on one foot" was not happening.
4:10 a.m.: The woman is helped into the back seat of one of the squad cars while the other officer removes the Probe's plates and moves the beater to an out-of-the-way spot in the lot.
4:15 a.m.: The first officer on the scene comes in and asks me a few questions: name, phone, address, how long the car was in the lot, etc.
"She says she'll take care of the car when she gets out of jail, but that might be a while," the cop says. "She blew a two-one, and it's her second DUI."
Bummer for her ... just because I had to take out the trash.
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