Good old Regina. A co-worker's truck was broken into at work tonight. He followed the footprints in the fresh snow 3 blocks to a house where the occupants seemed very uninterested in talking to him or even coming to the door. He came back to work and called the police who - surprise, surprise - told him there really wasn't anything they could do about it as it would be his word against theirs (ignoring the physical evidence of course) and that he couldn't even file a report about it until 7 AM. Gee, I can't understand why Regina constantly has one of the highest crime rates in the country.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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