"Oh, I forgot."
Well, you'll have 25 years to remember; hands behind your back."
In the early 1990's, I worked for a grocery store here in Houston. Someone was freaking because a baby was in the back seat and it was 100 degrees outside. Who knows what it was inside.
Good reason to freak.
One of my co-workers calls 911; they send fire (for rescue), police, and ambulance; the whole sha-bang.
I go outside with a metal rod I kept handy for robbers (which was a bad idea but thankfully, I was never in a hold up). I figure I will break the window and snatch the baby if he starts to lool "BAD" before the Calvary shows up.
As I head to the doors to leave the building, the news about some idiot leaving her baby in the car is traveling like wild fire. I am walking toward the car and I realize people are following me like I'm a celebrity.
"Are you gonna break the window?" BREAK IT, BREAK IT!" I wasn't carrying the rod to be a hero....
As I approach the car, I hear the sirens. People are chanting for me to break the window (weird), but I am going to let the first responders do it. I was worried about a possible legal issue so I was happy to pass the risk.
They all show up at about the same time; the fire department pops the lock (slim jim?) and hands the baby (turns out to be a toddler) to paramedics.
The police dart into the building and have an employee page the owner. No response.
They manage to get out of the toddler that mommy is buying food. So the employees keep paging mom.
Nothing.
Then the police take over the PA. Still, no mom.
So they bring the toddler in the building and case the aisles with kid in tow. "Where's mommy? Do you see your mommy?"
The tactic worked.
Mom knew why she was being paged and didn't want to own up to it. What she didn't know is if her toddler was dead or alive. The kiddo was fine but she wasn't off the hook. She was on it.
They cuffed her on the spot. "Bad news, your going to jail. The good news, it's not for murder."
As they took her away and placed her in the back of a police car, people clapped. Some yelled some choice kat calls but the police put that fire out quick. The baby was finally put in the ambulance and was driven, no red lights, to a hospital.
Not sure how it all worked out but we never saw her in the store again.
The local media never picked it up and the first responders I talked to said they didn't know because they didn't do the report.
Folks, you just have to use half a brain when it comes to driving. Always do a 360 around your car before you get in. Look at your tires and make sure nobody is already in your car waiting for you.
When you get out, keep in the back seat one more time.
Common sense stuff.
It beats going to prison. Prisoners might all be punks but many of them have kids (lots of them). They don't take to kindly to child abusers. And they don't care about your lame excuse.
"This might hurt a little."
"Umm..., what are you gonna do?"



