Last night the Youngest
Island Boy and I ran up to the Circle K for some ice cream.
As we pulled up to store
we see about 7 police cars, a couple of guys handcuffed and sitting
on the curb and a LOT of guys wearing SWAT type vests.
We parked away from the
hullabaloo and the Youngest ran into the store.
While he was gone I was
watching whatever it was going on across the parking lot and when the
Youngest got back in the truck he said the clerk told him that some
guys agreed to meet an undercover cop at the store and sell him some
guns. I don't know if that's the real story but whatever the story is
– those guys were in BIG trouble.
Holy cow! Destin might be
a major tourists destination but during the off season we're just a
quiet little town and the idea of a gun deal going down at the corner
store is scary.
The Youngest asked if we
could sit and watch for a minute so I told him yes.
They brought a K9 out to
search the truck the handcuffed guys were sitting next to and more
and more deputies kept pulling in.
A few minutes later I see
an investigator walking over towards my truck. I wasn't parked
illegally and I knew I wasn't doing anything wrong but there he was,
walking right towards the truck.
But instead of walking up
to the window - which was down so we could hear – he walked behind
my truck and started writing down my tag number.
I really wanted to get out
and ask what he was doing but I was in my pajamas so I stayed put,
expecting him to come to the window when he finished writing down my
tag number.
But he didn't. He walked
back to his car and I saw him run my tag number on his computer.
Obviously he found nothing
so he didn't bother to come back over to us but I kept wondering why
he'd written my tag number down.
The Youngest suggested
that maybe the investigator thought we might be part of what was
going on.
Seriously? Are people
really that stupid?
If I had anything at all
to do with whatever was happening I sure as hell wouldn't have pulled
in and parked .
Not long after, they
started putting the handcuffed guys in cruisers so we headed home.
And now, according to the
Youngest, my truck is probably on some kind of watch list – all
because he wanted to watch what was going on.
Luckily, I don't deal
drugs or guns but I am known for having a lead foot so I guess I'll
have to be extra vigilant driving around town.
I wonder how many times
I'll got stopped now that my tag number is possibly on a watch list
somewhere?
This should be
interesting.