My volunteer group met tonight at the police department (we meet monthly) but only a few of us showed. The captain is out of town, and nobody else came. It's not our usual night, so maybe people forgot. Whatever. I need to email the captain and give him the run-down; we talked about a few things but we don't have a quorum so we can't have a real meeting. We shot the **** for an hour and a half. I leave the meeting room, and a woman pulls up in a car, kid in the front seat wearing a sullen expression. She asks if I work here (no) but she wants a deputy. I know there's a phone at the door that goes to dispatch, so I offer to walk her over. Another of the guys comes out of our meeting room, and he has sheriff dispatch on speed dial so he calls them himself. Mom's still trying to talk sense to the kid (not working). Deputy comes from the station to talk to him until the guys dispatched get there.
Kid's dad is here; parents are divorced, dad wants them to arrest him, mom wants them not to arrest him. It's not gonna happen, anyway. They don't arrest kids for simply being under the influence and underage. Mom left with him in the end.
We don't usually get this stuff happening. The four of us from the meeting stood around talking in the parking lot for a while. One of the guys had left his car door open so I waited to see if his car started before I left. It was definitely an odd night.
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