We had a Palm Springs police car parked in our parking lot last night for at least a couple of hours. Parked horizontally and looking up towards Indian Canyon watching (it transpired) a car parked on the side of the road. (No doubt our local drug ring).
Stuart and I were getting ready to eat dinner when suddenly, as if from nowhere, there was a police woman standing on our deck. We were a little suprised to say the least and scrambled to find clothes! She wanted to use the 'restroom'! "How did you get in" asked Stuart. "Oh, you have a Knox box so I used the key" she replied. A knox box is a secure locked box attatched to the outside wall containing a key to our front gate for use in emergencies which the fire department insisted we have.
Well, here's the thing. What constitutes an emergency? I don't think that wanting to have a pee negates the usual politeness of asking before coming on to our property. Even the fire department on their annual inspection call from the gate and ask to be let in. We don't want to make a fuss or get onto the wrong side of the law, but really, how would you feel if a police officer suddenly 'appeared' without ringing your doorbell first?
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I don't think you should have scrambled for clothes. If she barged in, she gets what she gets! ;-)
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