re: #85 prononymous

re: #71 celticdragon
A “It could have got ugly when the cops showed up” story.
I was working at a nice gold refinery in a bad, bad neighborhood. I hear a helicopter in constant orbit over us. I go out to look and as I round a corner of our building I see several cops with guns pointed right at me. They tell me to approach them, as we are on opposite sides of a locked iron gate. I do as instructed and I have to then tell them about the gun I have on and that I work there. Right that second another guy who was in charge of the place comes strolling out wondering where I went…

Some smart and careful LAPD cops disarmed me without harm and asked me to open the gate. Except I did not have the key in my pocket. The other guy did. Whew! As it turns out a backhoe had cut our phone lines a few blocks away and triggered the red alert by our alarm company. The cops rolled up on a locked secure facility worried we had been taken over. Their professionalism kept me alive that day.

In the end we gave them a tour, and they eventually used our place to watch a crack house across Jefferson Bl. Which they eventually took down. A few months later the Rodney King riots broke out and that neighborhood had many, many fires.