From the State where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes
a true story from the Mid NW, Wisconsin. Recently a routine
police patrol parked outside a local Neighborhood tavern. Late
in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so
intoxicated that he could barely walk.
The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes, with
the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity,
and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed
to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons
left the bar and drove off. Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it
was a fine dry night) flicked the indicators on, then off,
tooted the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little
and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as some
more vehicles left. At long last, when the parking lot had emptied, he pulled out
of the car park and started to drive slowly down the road. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now
started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly
pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyzer test. To his
amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man
having consumed any alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to
accompany me to the Police station this breathalyzer equipment
must be broken." "I doubt it," said the man, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."