schmelectra

i called the cops on someone last night.
i felt like an asshole.
there was this guy sitting on the stoop if my apartment building drinking, smoking and causing a ruckus, he was singing, talking to himself and throwing his empty tallboy cans around. he doesn't live in my building. this woudln't have been a big deal really except that my building is shaped like a U and it's made out of brick, so any noise in there echos around like crazy. it was late, i was annoyed, so i called the popo. too bad that right after i called, someone in my building came out and made him leave. then i got scolded by the cops. they weren't mad really. i think they were just dissappointed because they had been hoping to bust some heads.
that's what portland police do best, don't'cha know?