By Braddah Lance
It kinda sounds like something you'd hear at a Hilo Hattie store but believe it or not, that's the motto of our Honolulu Police Department.
Some of them should actually read - or at the very least know it - since it's a backbone of a practicing agency.
A couple days ago Da Wife was involved in her first minor fender bender on the H-1. If you were driving west-bound late in the afternoon in slowing traffic near Farrington High School, yup, that was her. Sorry for the delay in getting home.
But on a happier note, it wasn't her fault.
On a sad note, it was my truck.
But on a happier note, she wasn't hurt.
On a sad note it was my truck.
I just about got to the field after talking with a parent and wanted to text Da Wife to go on Moanalua Hwy since it was unusually supah clear and I noticed two missed phone calls from Da Wife. One missed call I know it wasn't important but two? Must be something more serious cause she knows I normally don't have my phone with me during practice. I call her back and she says she got into an accident.
We all fear those words on a phone call especially aftah you seen TWO missed calls and of course the very first words out of my mouth - besides Wassup Wit Dat! - is asking if she was ok.
Da Wife handles practically everything well - did I mention dat she held it together at our wedding and I was da one dat was bawlin' - but I noticed a little tension in her voice. She laid down da 411 and then I told her to call 911.
Basically, at a standstill on da freeway, da braddah was looking down as if either checking out his phone or watching da B-52's (cockaroaches) crawling on his gearshift but he ended up rolling backwards. Da Wife assumed it was a standard vehicle - since they were on an incline - and about to go forward but it kept rolling backwards. She honked da horn and da braddah looked up but didn't realize HE was da one she was honking at. By da time he did........ BAM!
Needless to say, they got out of their vehicles to inspect da damage and das wen I got da call(s). It was a local braddah in a spray painted camo colored truck with - of course - NO INSURANCE! I told her to call da police.
Das wen da "fun" began.
Two solo bikes arrived and one of them immediately began to cop an attitude - ALL FRICKIN' PUN INTENDED - and started to LECTURE Da Wife.
Wassup Wit Dat!
He basically was scolding her for staying on da freeway and causing MORE traffic. Then they held up traffic so they could move on da side. Once on da shoulder, Da Wife got da impression he didn't want to do any "paperwork" but she asked to do a report since dat's one of da FIRST questions insurance companies ask. As he was getting more information,
COP: "Wat's your address?"
Da Wife: "Did you want my mailing address or home address."
COP: (real frickin' punkishly said) "If I wanted your mailing address, I would have written it down." (pointing at her license)
Ho, Da Wife was damn frickin' pissed but as she was relaying da information, he made her yell the information as if he couldn't hear her.
Wassup Wit Dat! (She was thinking more than dat)
Since wen did getting into an accident - which wasn't your fault - constitute an assault of attitude? How da heck was dat "serving" ANY Aloha or treating a citizen with "integrity, respect and fairness" (which is STAMPED on HPD vehicles). Seriously, while a HPD officer may come across accidents daily and literally thousands of times in his/her career, how many times does a normal driver get into one? And the people in the accident are normally flustered, embarassed and/or nervous so why da heck come with a verbal beat down especially coming from a position that's supposed to help and protect?
Not everyone is/should be "experienced" in accidents and most times it's always hindsight that something should have been done. For example I asked Da Wife if she took any pictures of da guy and his truck and with a small kine puzzled look she basically asked, how? She didn't have da camera with her. I said, your phone has a camera. Oh yeah, duh.
Boy I wish I was there cause he would have gotten an earful back... but then again instead of just da traffic report, I would have been in da back of squad car for giving da officer attitude.
Disclaimer: Dis mo'olelo is not indicitive of ALL HPD officers - just dis one experience. While there are many HPD officers with attitude and a chip on their shoulder (as many have personally experienced), there are many more who do respect their job and duties of being a proud Honolulu Police Department officer - I personally know of quite a few. It's just a shame that we normally don't get to encounter da "good ones" wen we really need to.