Jesse Loves Brady

May 27, 2004

Its That Time Again!

I woke up this morning knowing that today would be interesting. Traffic has increased by atleast double. The tumbleweeds have ceased to tumble. It has become increasingly more difficult to find parking. I showed up at work at 7:55. I was my chipper self because my tummy is now feeling better from my episodes a few days ago. I am still in training, but quite capable of doing most things. Slowly I am starting to be left alone. As I sat in the quiet office, a very handsome young man walked into the office with the manager from next door. They proceeded to ask if a young intoxicated girl had wandered the property the night before. This young man was looking for his girlfriend. Apparently they had done heavy drinking the night before, and while he headed into town for cigarettes, she disappeared into the night around 10PM. She left behind her coat, purse, money, license, and cell phone. It was 9AM and no one had heard from her. The poor kid looked sick. He had never gone to sleep and had been out driving around all night looking for her. Everyone got more and more worried as time passed because nothing like this happens around here, and when it does it never gets solved.(Worthington) They called the hospital and all nearby police stations to see if she had been picked up. At about 10 oclock they called the local Po's to come down. As luck would have it, Truro only had one police officer on duty. Thats right folks, ONE! Because we have police scanners we could hear all conversation involved, plus we could hear out the back door. The cop called for "additional man power" to come to the scene to search the beach. That brought in another 5 people looking unqualified, but none the less were taking time out of their day for someone that could be in trouble. At this point the guy had not slept, had thrown up a bunch of times, and was crying thinking that she was dead somewhere. The girl had never been to Cape Cod and didnt know where she was. Locals aired down their tires, and an official search of the beach began. State police were called down, but were cancelled as she wandered back on her own. Apparently she had walked the beach to Ptown(about a mile atleast), and slept in the lobby of a motel. She wandered back about 1PM. I hope this little brat from New York realized what she put everyone thru. She single handedly utilized all of the local rescue resources, while making the entire neighborhood sick with worry for a person we didnt even know. Watching a young woman of my age behave in this fashion reminds me of how mature I really am. Seldom do I drink, and when I do I am responsible about it. The funny part is, my dad added to the story that he saw this girl screaming at the guy yesterday, and referred to it as Jerry Springer. Watching this guy get sick over this chick made me realize how I wasnt such a bad girlfriend after all. I hope he dumps her ass, even if just for acting like an idiot. I am sure he had a hand in the situation at some point, but it appears that she is going to be nothing but trouble. On the other hand, if he is looking for someone to hang out with, I will be in the area this summer, and would be happy to oblige;) With all of that taken care of, I also spent 3 hours trying to find a tow truck to change a flat tire, while giving directions to the nearest nude beach. Sigh....the wierdos are back again. The moral of the story...dont get lost in Truro or need medical attention. You never know who may be on duty!

Posted by Jesse at May 27, 2004 05:38 PM