The above photo is a taken a few moments before a circling York Region Police Deptartment Helicopter (chopper) was circling around Yongue St. & Green Lane on Sunday night. They were searching for someone. How does this connect to me? I was walking out of the cinema, from watching District 9, and cut across the parking lot and was infront of the Price Chopper. Suddenly the light focuses on me, follows me, and before I know it I have 20 police cruisers surrounding me. I approach one of them asking what’s wrong.
They ask me who I am, where I’m coming from, where I’m going. Answers my name, the cinema, home at Yongue & Mulock, respectively. They tell me that they are looking for someone, and ask if I’m alone. I reply I’m as alone as a person walking by ones self can be, and I’m alone for the weekend. They proceed to tell me that I’m not who they are looking for, and tell me to hurry home. I tell them it’s 4km walk home, and it’s going to take me at least 1.5 hours to get there (this is at 10pm btw). They say okay, and all about to drive off, and as they are leaving I ask them if I should be worried. They reply “uh, no.” I reply, “Well it’s a bit disconcerning being surrounded by 20 cruisers, having the chopper’s light on me, and telling me that everything is “ok” because obviously it isn’t.” The officer grunted at me, and I continued on my way.
The walk home involved paranoia, and some running as I was scared to get raped.
Why do the things that only happen in movies, happen to me on a daily basis? Crazy.
So the photo? In the top right you can see the chopper, and on the left you can see the light, about to shine on me. Great isn’t it? Le sigh.