Well fine. I suppose i have to do my own weather whacker story.
I work for a state agency as an investigator. One day in the middle of storm season, I was sent to a rural county in the far part of the state for an investigation to back up the county investigator on something that we *thought* was going to be a large criminal case. 6 hour drive each direction. On my way home, a supervisor had called me to go over another case. I was on a rural US highway, so I pulled over on the side, far off the road, and since it was just about dusk, i turned on just the corner strobes (white forward, red/white rear) so I was visible to any drivers that may be out.
Now, normally, i'm issued a SUV that has the agency seal on the door, red lightbar on the roof, reflective graphics on the rear. But mine was in the repair shop getting some new equipment, so I was temporarily issued a motor pool durango that wasnt marked, and didnt have a lightbar. Also, apparently, the back of the unit was filthy from the grime and dirt of a 700 mile round trip, including some back country roads, so the government plate wasnt obvious.
Out of nowhere, a state police officer that passed me as i was parked turns around in the median, comes straight at me, and parks in front of me, with his spotlights into my windshield.
*As he comes up to my window, i'm already hearing certain derogatory statements about masturbating to thunderstorms.*
I was understandably confused.
As soon as he gets up to the drivers door, he sees me, recognizes me, and he's like "well ****, with the strobes on, i thought you were one of those storm chasin' jackasses. "
