Saturday, September 13, 2008

Today all the stations have lost power. Gas is a little hard to come by. I fill up my patrol car at the start of the shift. By the end of the shift officers are scrambling looking for gas. One officer gets on the radio saying he's found gas. Then he says the gas card doesn't work and everyone stops going. Then he says the readers are working again. Officers scramble back that way. Then he gets back on the radio, the damn readers aren't working again. Good Lord! No restaurants are open. My dinner that evening is coke and crackers. All the food we brought yesterday has been eaten.