An old buddy and I were comparing notes today, and the tally we came up with was a little disturbing.
We’ve both been arrested numerous times, over the years, for some minor charges. Mine include:
Fighting in public, public disturbance, malicious mischief, public intoxication, mayhem, resisting arrest, public endangerment, illegal discharge of a weapon, carrying of a concealed weapon, assault, aggravated assault, assault with a deadly weapon, exhibition of speed, and possibly a few others that I haven’t recalled yet.
I do recall one instance when I narrowly evaded charges of attempted murder. Thank God for sloppy police work.
I was always puzzled by how many of those, being the direct result of being drunk out of my ass, still brought new names and charges. I mean, it’s not like I commited ANY of those alleged crimes, while stone sober. The truth be told, I couldn’t even recall most of them, once I sobered up.
A point the judge never seemed to be particularly impressed with.
So, after comparing notes, and taking into consideration both the number of different charges, and the number of offenses, my buddy and I came to the conclusion that he is the winner (it’s a matter of perspective). So, in comparison, I’m the good guy.
Hard to believe, but I can live with it. In fact, I feel better about myself already.
Fortunately, with the exception of the occasional backslide, I’ve outgrown my rebellious youth. At least, I didn’t have the three DUI’s and an assaulting a police officer charge, that he did!