Dangerous French Fries

In my rookie year on the Wyoming Highway Patrol I found that I was the only one of my graduating patrol class who had not made a vehicle drug arrest, so I was intent upon making one before the end of that year.

I had made a speeding stop on a two lane road leading into Rock Springs, Wyoming from the north and as was policy I was forced to take the offending party to the nearest post office box and cause them to post a bond for the offense, by sending cash money in an envelope sealed by the offending party and then dropped into the post office box.

I was in the process of escorting the speeder to the nearest post office box and they were following behind me. As I traveled down the road I saw a pickup parked on the east side of the highway in the borrow pit of the highway, facing the highway with a driver behind the wheel.

Before I reached the pickup's position, another pickup pulled off of the highway that had been traveling north bound and pulled up with it's driver side window next to the driver's side window of the first pickup. As I passed their location I saw the driver of the second pickup pass an opaque sack of an unknown substance to the first driver. Then the driver of the second pickup left the location north bound back on the highway in a big hurry. I just knew that I had observed a drug transaction as it happened.

I immediately turned my patrol car around, ignoring the people I was escorting to the mailbox and pulled behind the pickup still parked in the borrow pit of the highway. I exited my patrol car and placed my hand on the butt of my pistol in a menacing way, cautiously approached the driver of the pickup from the rear.

When I was but a few feet behind him I said, "All right....hand it over, I saw what your friend passed to you." He looked at me strangely and responded, "Sure", and handed me a partially eaten sack of Burger King french fries. I took them and I know my jaw dropped wide open, just staring at the sack and I had nothing further to say. The driver then said, "If you're real hungry, you can have the burger too.", with a big grin on his face.

I was so embarrassed that I simply handed the fries back to him and walked back to my car, where I remember that I was so small I had to jump to reach the door jam of my car to get in. This experience taught me to be cautious when judging.