Some news stories just beg to be made fun of, mostly because
people are funny. And when you have a slightly warped mind like I do, you can
snicker your way through reading certain criminal complaints or reports. What
can I say? Funny bones are subjective.
This morning I read a story about a man soliciting at a
transit center in Burnsville. Not buying or selling drugs, not trying to, uh,
meet a nice girl. Not trying to gather spare change. No, this guy was hitting
up people for pee.
Francis Wolo Doe (yep, his name is Frank Doe, possible
brother of John?) had a bit of a problem and was hoping some kind Samaritan
would help him solve it. He needed a drug-free urine sample for his probation
officer, and apparently did not possess the ability to provide the drug-free
part on his own. So he was asking passersby for a little help.
How, exactly, does one start that conversation?
“Excuse me, Sir? You don’t happen to have the urge to
urinate, do you? I’ve got a bottle right here and can help you out with that.
Just doing my part to keep the world a safer place for all bladders.”
Or does he just come straight out with it? Maybe in a public
restroom?
“Hey, mister? Are you drug free? I could sure use a bit of
help. After all, you probably weren’t planning on doing anything important with
that.”
Or does he take a different tact?
“Yeah, I’m a collector.”
At least he wasn’t trying to overpower people and steal the
urine, which could have earned him the title of Public Enemy Number One.
When police, alerted by someone who had been approached for
a urine donation, arrived at the transit center, they located Doe. Inside his
backpack, they found Aleve, a pain killer called Meloxicam, one Tramadol tablet
and a glass pipe with cocaine traces.
I understand that addiction isn’t funny. I get that someone
being asked for their pee would have been disconcerted, creeped out and very
possible frightened. Any request for bodily fluids that didn’t come from a
medical professional would be weird.
Still, when you think of what possible scenarios could have
developed from this situation, it makes you want to giggle so hard you’ll pee
your pants.
What a waste!
Justine--you have a way with words. what way that is, I can't define....but I love it! Thanks for writing!
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