Saturday, July 17, 2004

What?

I work in an area in which ID must be provided to get onto the premises.  So today on my way back from getting some lunch I pull up to the guard station with my ID ready as usual.  I'll preface this a little bit - this is not the usual gate I enter through, but since they have closed one due to installation of a blockade device I have the choice of 2 from the main road.  I simply tried to use the one with fewer cars.  The other thing that I feel compelled to mention that that they now have hired geeks to check ids at the gate.
 
So I pull up with my window down, cd paused, and id at the ready.  I see the geek look at the front of my car (presumably to look at my sticker which is also required to gain entry.)  So as I hand him my id, he asks how I am doing, and then follows it up with "where is your front tag?"  "Tag - what the hell is a front tag?" I ask myself, and then it dawns on me - my license plate.  "Its at home sir."  I replied - then he has the audacity to ask "Where's home?".  Now if this was anyone other than security personnel I would have said it was none of their business.  I lamented "The northwest side of town" which is across town from where I was currently sitting.  "Well you need to get it on before I let you on.  You can make a u-turn and get your ID back on the way out."  WTF?!  There is no point in trying to argue my point here, so I make my u-turn and see the MP with my id and he has a strange look on his face, like he knew the other guy was high to pull a stunt like this.
 
I'll explain why, the base employees many people from many states.  There are certain states which don't require a "front tag" as this geek referred to it; Alabama, Florida, and Mississippi to name a few.  Never has a San Antonio police officer given me shit about not having it, a minor offence which is kind of silly if you ask me.  How often do they look at the front plate for anything?    Even if it was there, mounted clearly on my front bumper what good would it do him?  If I tore ass through the gate, maneuvering through strategically placed barricades would this overweight hired pig have the wits about him to try and look at the front plate?  Yea - he would probably be reaching for his gun, remembering the details of the car, and maybe trying to get the information from the rear plate as I zoom by him.
 
So now that I have vented about that, I went down to the more crowded gate and got in with out being hassled.  Of course this was an MP that let me pass - not a hired geek.  Even still most of them don't care.
 



1 Comments:

At 10:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

You are too funny Rainman :) Tell them who you are and tell them to let your ass in next time. You should never have to put up with that shit because.... You're Rainman... of course!

 

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