Saturday Morning, 2:00 am
Early Saturday morning a policeman waited across the street from a
popular bar, hoping for a nail a drunken driver, possibly preventing a
tragic accident.
At closing time the patrons came out and the officer spotted his
potential quarry. One man was so obviously inebriated that he could
barely walk. He stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes,
looking for his car.
After trying his keys on five other cars, he finally found his own
vehicle. He sat in the car a good ten minutes, as the other patrons
left. He turned his lights on, then off, wipers on, then off. He started
to pull forward into the grass, then stopped.
Finally, when he was the last car, he pulled out onto the road and started to drive away.
The patrolman, waiting for this, turned on his lights and pulled the
man over. He administered the breathalyzer test, and to his great
surprise, the man blew a 0.00.
The patrolman was dumbfounded. "This equipment must be broken!" he exclaimed.
"I doubt it," said the man, "Tonight I am the designated decoy!"