Crossed the border Thursday back into the E.U.A. and arrived to find a LONG line at the Border Patrol's Hwy 86 Salton Sea Checkpoint. After about Ten
minutes, I'm six cars back and one of the officials comes out with his Sniffer Dog and starts down the line. As he gets to the back of my truck, Dog
gets excited so he turns back and comes up to the back of the truck. The Dog proceeds to jump up at the tailgate. Patrol "Kid" comes up and asks me
whose truck it is. "Mine". "How many dogs do you have in there" ? I answer "Three. If you want to look inside, I'll pull over. I'd rather not
have the dog jumping on my paint job".
The Jerk just looks at me and takes his dog back to the rear of the Truck and has him JUMP up on the quarter to sniff in the window of the camper. He
then takes him over to the passenger side and does the same before waving me forward.
The agent at the kiosk tries to make some "nice" conversation before wishing me a good day.
As I'm driving off, the Dog guy is pointing at us and laughing to the other guard.
And these buttcrackS wonder why people get angry.
Fortunately, they must keep those canines toenails trimmed well. Didn't find any scratches.
That's the Third time I've had one of those dogs jump up on my truck. I guess we stink.
[Edited on 12-14-2008 by MrBillM]mtgoat666 - 12-13-2008 at 06:24 PM
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Originally posted by MrBillM
Crossed the border Thursday back into the E.U.A. and arrived to find a LONG line at the Border Patrol's Hwy 86 Salton Sea Checkpoint. After about Ten
minutes, I'm six cars back and one of the officials comes out with his Sniffer Dog and starts down the line. As he gets to the back of my truck, Dog
gets excited so he turns back and comes up to the back of the truck. The Dog proceeds to jump up at the tailgate. Patrol "Kid" comes up and asks me
whose truck it is. "Mine". "How many dogs do you have in there" ? I answer "Three. If you want to look inside, I'll pull over. I'd rather not
have the dog jumping on my paint job".
The Jerk just looks at me and takes his dog back to the rear of the Truck and has him JUMP up on the quarter to sniff in the window of the camper. He
then takes him over to the passenger side and does the same before waving me forward.
The agent at the kiosk tries to make some "nice" conversation before wishing me a good day.
As I'm driving off, the Dog guy is pointing at us and laughing to the other guard.
And these buttcrackS wonder why people get angry.
Fortunately, they must keep those canines toenails trimmed well. Didn't find any scratches.
That's the Third time I've had one of those dogs jump up on my truck. I guess we stink.
[Edited on 12-14-2008 by MrBillM]
mrbill,
your story makes me want to cry. so sad. however will you get on with your life?burnrope - 12-13-2008 at 06:47 PM
From what I've read of your other posts I'd think you'd be glad that they were doing their jobs.BajaGringo - 12-13-2008 at 06:59 PM
I want them to do their jobs but some of them sure seem to act like a$$holes when doing it...
Just Something to Think About
Gypsy Jan - 12-13-2008 at 07:10 PM
"It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have."
ATTRIBUTION: James Baldwin (1924–1987), U.S. author. “No Name in the Street,"BajaWarrior - 12-13-2008 at 07:14 PM
Quote:
Originally posted by BajaGringo
I want them to do their jobs but some of them sure seem to act like a$$holes when doing it...
As a frequent crosser, Ditto!LOSARIPES - 12-14-2008 at 03:40 AM
Quote:
Originally posted by Gypsy Jan
"It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have."
ATTRIBUTION: James Baldwin (1924–1987), U.S. author. “No Name in the Street,"
Amen.... isn't that what we have in excess here in Mexico...
Exactly my Point
MrBillM - 12-14-2008 at 11:37 AM
I absolutely agree with the importance of the job and have NEVER objected to intrusive searches. I would have been happy to pull over and have them
look through ANYTHING. The callous and arrogant attitude displayed was objectionable, but not surprising.
It's like they've given DMV clerks guns and unlimited power.
Speaking of searches, sitting in line and musing over nothing in particular, I thought about the current debate over the Laptop searches and seizures.
So far, so good, but I also thought about the fact that a common password I've used (including my current Laptop) is taken from the unique name of a
sailboat I leased in the Caribbean back in the 90s which turned out to be an Arabic name. Visualizing the agents asking me the password in today's
environment, I changed them all. You never know what they're going to find suspicious.
