The Action Junkie

I was driving at around 1am last night (or this morning) when I got caught in a major traffic jam. A traffic jam at 1am?!? I would think it was either a ten wheeler truck crashed and blocked the entire road or they're having a swimsuit photo shoot somewhere. Nope, it was neither. After 30 minutes I found myself at the end of a slooooooow and thorough checkpoint. It was like the full body cavity search version for cars. I stepped out, they checked and found nothing. THey asked me to pop the trunk.

Suddenly, at the opposite lane, this car came speeding, screeching and crashing into a stop sign. Two police officers drew out their rifles and ran towards it. The other four drew out their hand guns and followed.

(Brain to Arn: Grab a weapon, any weapon, quick!!!)

I checked my car for any possible weapons and grabbed the one and only "deadly" weapon tucked beside the driver's seat. So it was 2 policemen with rifles, 4 with handguns behind them, and myself behind them all...

with nunchucks.

Hey it's the only available weapon I had. I don't keep a balisong (something like a Filipino switchblade) in my car ashtray anymore.

They asked the dude in the crashed car to step out. Guns were drawn. I was still behind with my nunchucks. I wasn't in the ready position though ('coz that would look reaaaaally stupid). I had it tucked in my left arm while standing straight up... as if I know how to use it. I looked like the body guard of a great Japanese crime lord in movies. The one who just stands there with no emotion but he ends up being the best fighter (who the hero will beat up at the end of the movie).

Hey, if the guy in the car comes out with a bulletproof vest and start charging at us, the six of you can shoot him all night. I'll beat him senseless.

Then it dawned on me. Six cops were on the crash site. None were in the checkpoint (where cars were now madly honking their horns). I took a few steps back, jumped into my car and sped off thinking "Why the heck did I follow those officers in the first place?".

I think it was the coffee I had before leaving the office. I think it was from watching too many action movies (I watched Doom last Sunday). I think it was from watching too many Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I think it's all of the above.