Cops like drugs too

Jeff had been working half of his life in the oil industry in the states and spoke as clearly as a news anchor on TV.  “Hell no I don’t trust the police down here,” he said. “Once I found two packets of drugs on the beach in Port (Puerta Cabezas). Each one about as big as my hand,” he said as he held up his burly fist.
“So, you know, I wanted to do the right thing. I didn´t touch it and called over two police officers who were passing by. They looked at it and got all excited and said, thank you, don´t worry, we will take care of this. So I said okay and watched them as they put the packets in a bag and walked off.
“I was thinking about it a couple of days later and I went down to the police station to find out what happened to the drugs I found. The guy at the counter didn´t know what I was talking about. The narcotics detective didn´t know what I was talking about. The police chief didn´t know what I was talking about. Nobody had heard anything about the drugs I had found!”

I think more than anything he felt a bit foolish for doing what all of .01% of the population would have done. And the two police officers obviously fell into the 99.99% of the rest of the population.

“I gave the chief a description of the two officers and the chief knew who I was talking about. I later found out that they got fired. But what did they care? Those drugs were worth 2 or 3 years working on a cop salary! If I ever find drugs again there is no way I will ever tell the cops!”


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