December 20, 2012 by meximo70
One evening, my girls were playing in the front yard. A neighbor boy had come down the sidewalk with his friend and grabbed my oldest from behind and tried to pantomime cutting her throat with a metal stick. He ended up cutting her for real from one side of her chin to the other.
well, my wife went after the kids mom, who blamed our daughter for it. (yeah, that doesn’t make sense either). Then the hotdish hell police were called. they spoke with my wife and then with the kid’s mother. Then we didn’t hear another word about it.
My wife called the officer and asked him what was going to happen and he said “nothing. they were just goofing around”. my mother-in-law called and he told her “this really doesn’t concern you, you’re not the parent”. i was playing in my band that evening, so i called in between sets:
Me: yes, i need to speak with Officer Gino Brayens.
Gino: look, i’m not going to talk about this anymore. the matter is resolved as far as i’m concerned.
Me: so my daughter gets cut across the face, and you’re not going to do anything about it?
Gino: i don’t have to discuss this with you.
Gino: she doesn’t need stitches, does she?
Me: no. but still…
Gino: they were just goofing around.
Me: so if i roamed the alleyways some night and you and your officer buddies are doing door checks downtown and i jump out and do the same thing to one of you…will you guys just take it as “goofing around”?
Gino: Is that a threat?
Me: No, Gino, i’m just “goofing around”.