Posts Tagged ‘cops’
Living here in Sg, you have to deal with lots of shit. I m listing them here so when I leave this place, I can read this post and go “Man that is a huge pile of shit I leave behind”:
1. You have to register your residence w/ the local cops. Since my visa only allows me to stay in VN for 3 months, this means my landlord must bring my passport and visit the police station to renew my stay every 3 months.
2. One time, the local cop saw T around 11pm, he demanded to know why she was here at such hour. In fact his manner was so threatening that after he left, we were so stressed out about what they might do if they caught her and decided it was best she didnt spend the night (For those not in the know, you have to register yourself to the local cops if you stay at someone else’s house)
3. One time when I was away, they visited my store and had my staff call me, asking for a donation for some stupid army day celebration. That seems to be the only thing they are good at, asking for money and when failed, causing trouble. When my staff lost his bike, they were totally useless. In fact, they had the nerve to come inside my store a few weeks later, unannounced, and started speaking in a loud and rude manner in front of my customers, asking me why I let my staff park his bike there w/ no chain. That was the 2nd time they had done so. This time they threatened to confiscate all bikes w/ no chain. Of course they have no legal basis to do so (I checked).
4. Just 15′ ago, 2 women came in, introduced themselves as people from the District and wanted to go upstairs and see the home owner. I told my staff I wasnt the home owner and they asked him who I was and how many people lived here. Not satisfied w/ his answer, they told him they ll be back tomorrow morning, aka Sunday morning. For what I dont know. I may have to see them tomorrow myself and see what is going on.
A couple of weeks ago, as I turned left from Nguyen Dinh Chieu onto Nam Ky Khoi Nghia on a red light, a cop walked out on the street, pointed his baton at me and whistled. I knew he wanted me. Instantly I busted a U and ran back to Nguyen Dinh Chieu, leaving the cop standing there looking like a dumbass. Haha. Sucker!
One more thing checked in my list of things to do before I die.
A few nights back, I saw a cop on Ton Duc Thang st and had to drop my helmet-less friend off so I wouldnt get pulled over. Just when we were waiting for the taxi, a helmet-less dude zoomed by and passed both the cop and us.
Last week, as my friend Tu and I were driving the wrong way on Nguyen Van Linh Highway in Saigon South, 2 cops pulled me over. Tu busted a quick U and ran away.
Next time, I m gonna run away from the cops.
It is amazing how Saigon has changed me. Before, I never thought I d break the law. Now I m breaking them rules left and right and trying to get away w/ it.