I would like to take this opportunity to express my deepest despise and utmost scorn towards the two beloved guardians of the law who thought I had nothing better to do at 2.30am riding my bike home from work exhausted mentally and physically, than to have a good 20 minutes of “chat” with them. From my heart I wish them a bull’s bulging boner between their buttocks and beyond.
Let me also voice my unwavering opinion that the police is a malignant cancer on society, an opinion that is only ever reinforced each occasion the bluecoats stop me – something that happens about twice a month. Honestly, if I could get laid for every time some policeman “wants to have a word” with me, I wouldn’t even mind the annoying questioning.
The only one time I was helped by policemen was when one winter, after a quite intensive pub visit some stairs on the street got the better of me and I decided to take a little rest – except it was a tad cold for that, so I’m glad some badges happened by and thought I was suspicious enough lying there unconsciously that they tried to ID check me. If only a helping intent was present, alas.
A former teacher of mine told me once in response to my complaining similar to above, that the policemen in Japan just want to chat with foreigners. I wish they’d do it in some bar with a beer in hands, instead of late at night harassing honest worker bees with their flashlights.
Hahahaha, I can feel your pain.
It must be quite unpleasant for a night-shifted man just heading back home.
Yet I would light to prefer officers from Japan instead of UK. At least the harassment do show they remain vigilance, instead of wasting money from the public.
Well, hope those officers you met were on a regular shift, so next time they will recognize you rather than bothering you. :3