Recently a routine police patrol was parked outside a bar in
Stillwater, Oklahoma. On stake out, the officer noticed a
man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could barely
walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few
minutes, with the officer quietly observing.
After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five
different vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he
fell into. He sat there for a few minutes as a number of
other patrons left the bar and drove off.
Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off
(it was a fine, dry summer night) -- -- flicked the blinkers
on, then off a couple of times, honked the horn and then
switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few
inches, reversed a little
and then remained still for a few more minutes as some more
of the other patron vehicles left. At last when the
parking lot was empty he pulled out and started to drive
slowly down the road.
The police officer, having patiently waited all this time,
now started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights,
and promptly pulled the man over and carried out a
breathalyzer test. To his amazement the breathalyzer
indicated no evidence of the man having
consumed any alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer
said, "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the police
station. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the truly proud Okie. "Tonight I'm the
designated decoy."
