Enk

I learned something today.

See, these here kiffies used to have a teeny adrenaline spike whenever they saw a Crown Vic. Not from pleasure, I assure you. It was more like a little voice said, "hoshit cop." But it never really went beyond that.

Today, I learned that I have a similar reaction to Chargers.

If, by similar, I mean x10, plus a lack of ability to think or breathe.

I had pulled into the Burger King parking lot to get some food. There was a CHP Charger sitting in the lot. I was able to pull into a spot and park okay, but as soon as I turned off my engine, I felt like I wanted to die. Mind, I wasn't doing anything wrong. All my tags are current and all my lights work. I just... felt... scared.

Granted, part of that was because it was a CHP car and not SLO PD. The CHP are assholes. I hold no respect for them. I've seen too many instances of dumbassery and abuse, first hand, that they lay on motorists. But that wasn't entirely it. A lot seemed to come from a visceral reaction to the car, itself.

Eugh. I hope this lessens with time, because I think Chargers are really nice cars. I just can't be next to one and still function properly. :/

GIP

School stress.

It makes a kiff do weird things.