Designated Driver?
DESIGNATED DRIVER??
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighbourhood tavern late in the evening noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could hardly walk. The man tumbled around the car park for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity & trying his keys on five vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as number of other patrons left the bar & drove off. Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on & off (it was a fine dry night) flicked the indicators on, then off, tooted the horn & then switched on the lights. He moved car forward a few inches, reversed a little & then remained stationary for a few more minutes as some more vehicles left. At last he pulled out of the carpark &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, promptly pulled the man over & carried out a breath test. To his amazement the breathalyser indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the station as this equipment must be broken." "I doubt it," said the man, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy!" :s3
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