My First Day: A Short Story

Most of the time your first day on a new job is a rush and a hurry of trying to get things done on time. But today was different for me, I got to go on the highway nearly in the middle of nowhere and sit and wait for a car to come along speeding. It is a job that all police officers wish for and to get this particular job on your first day in the police car is really something special. I had been on the highway for about 2 hours whilst spending the time on my phone watching the funniest moments of the X-factor auditions. I looked up from my phone in time to see a car coming past, at a moderate speed but with his indicator on. I looked around and just as I thought, there were no streets to turn off on nearby. I watched it for a bit longer

“Did you hear my siren?” I replied slowly.
Silence took over again and there was a long pause before the dad hesitantly nodded.
“Then why didn’t you pull over?” I asked again now getting a bit restless.
A little pause, then, “I’m not sure.” He replied.
I sighed, “K, but make sure you pull over quicker in the future.”
He nodded again. I thought that my first pull over would be as exciting as my day so far, but really it is the opposite. Or at least with this person. “Is this your car?” I asked him studying the car.
“Yes.” The dad replied sternly.
“Right, do you know why I am pulling you over?” I asked him slowly.
The man’s wife looked at me through the window and gave me an extremely suspicious smile whilst chewing her nails.
The dad shook his head and replied by simply saying, “No.”
I was surprised with his response and replied by saying “You really have no idea?”
The dad shook his head again. I really couldn’t believe that he had no idea that his indicator was on. I looked into the back of the car to see the children and see their facial expressions to see if they knew what was going on. A semi-trailer thundered past, leaving a trail of dust and gravel behind it. My fake seriousness was killing me now, only one more time I thought to

Why didn’t I pick that up! Now I was angry at everything, the world and everything in it… and me. I couldn’t help punching the dashboard of the police car so hard that a cracked appeared through the black plastic it was built on. Great, just great! Now I’ve done it. I let highly wanted criminals go right through the palm of my hand and have practically broken the dashboard of a police car that belongs to the New South Wales police. If I don’t get fired for what I have done today, I wouldn’t get fired for setting the police building on fire! The anger kept going through me until I realized that if I do end up getting these criminals everything (nearly) might be relatively okay. So, I continued going up the highway at full speed passing small dirt tracks that lead into the paddock on the right side of the road. I had a second thought about going up them, but I decided that at the speed they were going in their car they wouldn’t have had time to turn off onto one of those roads.

After a bit of hesitation, I got out my radio in the car and radioed headquarters. I gave a very brief description of what had happened so far and I explained what was happening now. My boss, Dave said that he would send backup and some more police cars to help me track down and find the runaway