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Cock disease

Okay.

Let me just preface this whole thing with this...I like cops.

Most cops are good guys who took the job hoping to help people. Most cops are nice, understanding people who give you the benefit of the doubt.

BUT...

There are some cops ( and I use the term cops but I find this also applies to customs agents, security guards and bouncers) who for reasons I will go into later think they are all that and a bag of chips. They go out of their way to make you feel little, insignificant and stupid. These cops are the guys who have to PROVE to you how much better they are than you by either intimidating you, insulting you or downright treating you like crap. This somehow makes them feel more like a man.

For example, the other day the hubby and I had to go to the customs office at the U.S./Canada border to get some paperwork done for a trip we are taking later this month. While we were waiting for our paperwork to be completed we watched the following episode.

A family of clearly Indian descent walked into the customs office (Indian as in from India). There was a father, a mother, two children and a grandfather.

As they walked up to the counter the one customs agent says, very brusquely, "Citizenship?"

The Indian dad stumbles over his answer with maybe a pause of 2 seconds.

"It's a simple question..citizenship?" says the agent.

The dad says "U.S. citizen, sir"

"Where were you born?"

"India, sir but I am an American citizen."

Tha agent turns to the mother, "Citizenship?"

"U.S. citizen, sir."

"And them?" he says flicking his hand toward the two children. Both parents answer him. He then turns to the grandfather and says, "Citizenship?"

The grandfather moves closer to the counter as the agent asks him again. The father answers that the grandfather is an Indian citizen. The agent again says to the grandfather, "Citizenship?"

"Sir, he does not speak English. He is an Indian citizen."

Now you'll notice that the customs agent has not once asked them what they are there for. For all he knows they could be just getting the same paperwork we are and we were NEVER asked what citizenship we were.

A few minutes later I hear the following exchange.

Agent: Where are your papers?

Family: They are in our safe deposit box.

Agent: Why don't you have them with you?

Family: Sir, we left in the middle of the night and the bank was not open.

AGent: Where are your passports?

Family: Also in the bank.

Agent: You are supposed to carry them around with you at all times.

Now, I understand that these people should have had their paperwork if they wanted to cross the border. It was their fault that they didn't but at the same time they were being incredibly respectful and this guy was so into being the alpha dog with the biggest penis that he couldn't even dig up some common courtesy.

So alpha dog goes and makes a phone call, pulls some papers out of a fax machine or something and walks (swaggers) over to the family and hand both the dad and the mom each a piece of paper and says "Can you read that...out loud to me?"

As far as I could tell it was either a copy of their passport or some sort of document that had a line that said something to the effect of "you must have this document with you whenever you are exiting or entering the country."

He friggin' MADE them read it to him aloud like they were 2nd graders.

The woman read her copy and said, "Yes, sir, I understand. I am sorry."

At about that time our extremely helpful and friendly agents (who were clearly secure with their manhood) were finished with us and we were free to go. I can only imagine how many more hoops that family was required to jump through in order for alpha dog to feel like he was a big man.

On the way home, hubby and I were talking about it and I said that the agent clearly had "cop disease".

Hubby says, "Did you say 'cock' disease or 'cop'disease?

To which I replied, "Either or ...that guy had himself a bad case."

****again...I like most cops, some of my best friends fall into this category but you have to admit that many security guards/cops/bouncers have to PROVE how manly they are and my theory has always been if you feel you need to prove it so bad then chances are you have issues there yourself.

10:08 p.m. - 2007-05-31

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