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Thursday, April 26, 2012

Cop That, Dad

Blood tests aren't a lot of fun so when dad needed one done we all knew it was destined to end poorly, but none of us would have guessed the police would be involved.

For some reason my father thought it was such a lovely morning he would leave the car at home and walk to the pathology centre. Why a man who struggles shuffling the distance between the lounge and his bar fridge should decide to walk two hilly kilometers is beyond me, but there you go. Dad has been doing things I don't understand for years: he's wears white y-fronts around the house for a start.

After the tests, dad decided he'd pulled a hammy or punctured a shoe or hit the wall or something and he couldn't walk home. The nice receptionist rang for a cab.

A couple of minutes later a car pulled up in front of the surgery and dad jumped in the back seat and buckled up. Which was when the police officer in the front seat spun around and said, "You're obviously feeling guilty about something. What am I taking you in for?" 

Fortunately the officer was still smiling when the cab pulled up behind the police car five minutes later.

1 comment:

Suzanne said...

Oh that's so funny! The cop must have told that one to all his mates!

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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.


His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).


Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.


His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


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