You know you’re at work late when the cops stop in thinking you are burglarizing your office. And that’s what happened last night (technically, early this morning) as I was trying to finish up the newspapers.

The only difference from the normal late Wednesday/early Thursday was that everyone was in the office late, not just me. For some reason, I finished my newspaper early but all my co-workers took forever and since I’m the official newspaper-sender-to-the-printer-girl, I had to wait for everyone to finish. Also, instead of smoking inside my empty office, I had to go outside for a butt which is what the cops noticed, I think.

At around 1 a.m., I went outside for a cigarette while cursing everyone for keeping me there so late. I went back inside and five minutes later a police cruiser pulls up and a cop gets out and comes into my office ready for business.

Sarcastically, he says, “We’re here late tonight.” I could tell, he was totally ready to crack skulls.

“We’re in production,” I said.

I don’t think he believed me and I would have been screwed if he came over to my computer because since I had already finished and was waiting for everyone else, I had solitaire loaded on the monitor.

Luckily, my boss was still there and came out of his office. Low and behold, he knows the dude. The moment he walked out, the officer’s whole demeanor changed and rightfully so.

“Angela’s always here this late,” my boss told him. Yep.

After five minutes of chit chat with my boss, the cop left, and the story is far less exciting then when you first started reading this blog post. My boss was THRILLED that the cops took notice of what was going on inside because that means a real burglar might have a more difficult time stealing our office’s crappy computers. And part of my boss’s’ motto is, “take care of the cops and they will take care of you.” I guess it’s working.