Last evening, I stopped at a building supply to check out the cost of some tools I've been thinking of buying. On the way out, I bought a bottle of "Ravin Red" soda. It's cranberry & cherry flavored. it comes in a brown bottle.
A few miles away there is a Wal-Mart with a Subway. Chakli (dog) & I stopped to get a sandwich for dinner. Before I left the pickup, I finished off the soda because otherwise it would be warm when I got back. I put the cap on the bottle & put the empty in the back of the pickup.
As I approached the pickup after getting the sandwich, I saw a Bismarck PD squad sitting behind it. My first thought was, "Crap! Another stupid call about a dog in the pickup." Then I thought, "Nah.. it's only 73F." Then I thought, I have a big bundle of dill & another of a Traditional treatment for asthma in there - maybe some dummy called about "possible drugs in the pickup". There are people that stupid up here..
Then the squad moved off, so I ignored it & got in the pickup. Chakli & I greeted each other & I was starting to give him a bit of sandwich when a female voice said, "Hi.. Got a minute?" When I turned to answer, there was a little bit of a female.... cop. Her partner was a 6-ft-tall man. She was in her 20s, I think; & he was about 50. My feeling then & now is that she's a rooky & he's her trainer.
Anyway, I asked what they wanted & she said, "Wellll, we had a report that there was an I.. um. a person, drinking in this pickup here." I gave her & the male officer A Look. She was distinctly uncomfortable; he was smiling. I'm well-known - I think I was being used for training. Regardless - I said, "Me? Drinking what?" She wiggled.. he was biting a smile.. I said, "Al-co-hol? Me??"
They both blushed a bit & she said, "Wellll.. yes." I said, "Not me! And I laughed." She looked uncomfortable. He was still biting off a smile. Then I thought about the bottle. And the fact that 'drinking' means "to consume a liquid", so I said, "Actually, I was drinking." (She looked confused - he looked cautious.) I said, "But not alcohol." She looked more confused, so I said, "Ravin Red soda from Menards. Really hot stuff!" And I waggled my eyebrows.
Then she said, "Um.. Do you happen to have a driver's license?" I gave them both an arch-brow look & said, "Of course I do!" She asked if she could see it. I squinted 1 eye at both of them & said, "If there's a good reason, sure. If it's just about pro-fil-ing, I'll argue with you about it." She blushed; he chuckled. She backed off.
So then I decided to have a skosh of pity on her & I said, "Just a minute." I slid down out of the pickup, reached in the back & took out the empty & showed it to her. She blushed & said, "That would do it! A brown bottle." The male cop blushed & chuckled. I said, "when you came up you said you had a report of "an I... a person". Did you start to say "An Indn"? She started to nod, caught it, & just gave me the big-blank-stare, then she shifted around uncomfortably. The male officer bit his lip hard. He was staring at the back of her ponytail like he'd never seen one before.
Having a raft of children & grandchildren, I arched an eyebrow at her, then at him, & said, "An In-di-an? Hmmm?" Lots of blushing from our folks in blue. The male officer chuckled. She looked really embarrassed - which is good. They should be. And ashamed.. Profiling is disgusting & offensive.
I said, "if we dug around in here, we could probably find a half-dozen or so of them, along with a couple of Orange Dreamin empties". She said, "No, that's OK. We're sorry we bothered you."
I said, "If it were me, I think I'd stick around a few minutes & have a serious talk with the white gal who called you. Unless I'm wrong, she parked 2 slots west of me. And if you turn slowly toward the building, you'll see her hiding behind a vehcile about 12 slots over. You know - about things like bigotry, prejudice, & making false police calls. Shake her up a bit."
The officers saw her.. & the female officer said, "We could do that. Thank you!" I said, "You're welcome." Then in a sarcastic tone I said, "All Indians drink! Right. So - who are all those people in beer commercials?! Not us!" And I got in the pickup. Both officers said, "Ouch!" in an embarrassed tone, wished me a good night, & left to their squad.
The gal I believe put this stupidity in motion came out of her hiding place, & last I saw, the officers were talking to her. I doubt they did anything to her, but it sure is 'something' that bigots exist yet today.. in the "Age of Enlightenment". Isn't it..