My story started when I just got my driver's license. I drive very rarely, but sometimes I have to. That evening I was in the driver's seat because my husband decided to relax after working with a bottle of beer.
We sat down and went to the hypermarket "Magnet" for groceries. When I got there, I parked my car in the store's parking lot. After the purchases were made, we remembered that we had forgotten to buy tea and I had to go back to the shop, while my husband stayed in the car and waited in the driver's seat.
Let me remind you, he had a bottle of beer in his hand. A passing traffic police inspector saw the whole picture and came up to my husband. He asked me to show my husband's driver's license, but he refused and explained that the driver wasn't him and that the car wasn't moving. Then the inspector threatened that he would take his husband to the police station to be examined, but his husband said that he was not entitled to do so because at that moment his husband was just sitting in the car and not driving it.
After a while, without getting his way, the policeman decided to take extreme measures and simply flattened the wheels of our car. That's when I got out of the store and saw what was going on. When I got to the car, I asked the DSS officer to explain why he flattened my wheels.
He explained to me the whole situation, but I don't have a pump, and it's not an option to drive a lady with wheels down either. I presented my driver's licence and asked the staff member to introduce myself and threatened that I would complain to my superiors for his actions if the situation was not corrected within 15 minutes, as there was a small child sitting in the back of my car seat and he would soon be hungry.
Just at the same moment, Gaishnik pale, apologized and said he would fix it. At the same time, he called in a patrol car to take a pump from them and pumped all four wheels himself, by hand. And how nice it was for us to see this beautiful sight.
The rest of the visitors to the Magnet Shop passing by stopped and formed a whole circle of spectators, and with each movement the inspector counted "one, two". Some of them even captured it on video. It is a pity that so far this video has not been posted on the Internet. I think there would be a lot of views.
An interesting story was with us the next day. My husband was already behind the wheel, we were going to bathe at the lake, we were watching, and in front of us there is a patrol car and the inspector is lowering his baton in front of us. Who do you think this officer turned out to be? Of course, the same traffic policeman who rocked our wheels with rhythmic movements last night.
Seeing who he had stopped, the officer did not ask for documents, but simply turned his back and pretended he wasn't slowing us down. My husband shouted at him, and he just gave us a wave, saying, "Go away. Well, we did not insist, but continued our way to nature, so as not to waste our time at the weekend.
Such an interesting story happened to us and the traffic police inspector. I think he will remember our car number for a long time.