"I'm here to see Officer Pete. He's expecting me. Like I've said several times," I said.
I was standing in the front lobby of the police department in the city I won't mention the name of. The person sitting behind the desk, be they administrative assistant, receptionist, or police officer themselves, was stopping me from seeing Pete and I was losing my patience.
I understood that some random guy asking to see a specific officer seemed suspicious, but the least they could do was contact Pete and ask if he was expecting me. I was trying to do a good deed and return the stolen jewels, but this guy was making it really hard to do that.
"Sir, you can't ask to see a specific officer on or off duty. Call 911 if you need the police," he said.
"That's just it. I don't need the police. I need a police… officer. Pete. I need Officer Pete," I said. I was about to lose my patience with this guy, and when that happened, things got ridiculous.
