literally another aussie in london

Bagging London, Australia and Myself

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The other night, during an episode of writer’s block that could only be fixed with burgers, I made my way down the McDonald’s at Camberwell.

After getting off the bus about 6 cops ran past me at full speed.

Cops can never run that quick, they have on belts that they are holding and so many devices that slow them down, but they were moving quicker than I was, and let us remember, I was on my way to McDonald’s.

When I got to the McDonald’s the cops all seemed to have disappeared.

In front of my in the queue was 3 young black kids, the kids got served and I waited for this fucken stupid woman to stop changing her order.

Just as they kid’s food came out one of the coppers came in, and went straight up to the kids and asked what direction they had come from, they told him they had come from down the road, same direction the cops had come from, and he then told the McDonald’s girl to put the food under the heat lamps so he could take the kids outside and check them.

The cop was very polite, as were the kids, but one look at these kids showed you they weren’t the ones, they clearly hadn’t been running from the cops 5 minutes earlier.

Even the cop said, “I know you aren’t the guys, but I have to check”. He was trying to be reassuring.

He took them outside, asked for ID, looked in their pockets, and then apologised and they came in and got their food.

The kids were polite and respectful the whole time.

I couldn’t help but think, too polite.

Most of my run ins with cops when I was their age ended in me being a massive smart ass, refusing to answer their questions seriously and telling them they were profiling me.

These kids never raised their voices, and even when they were made to show their private possessions based on the fact they had the same appearance of other kids, they did so willingly.

I would never have done that.

When the kids came back in I asked one of them what happened, he just shrugged at me and said,

“Theys looking for someone else”.

“Aren’t you pissed they thought it was you?”

“It wasn’t us, I don’t care”.

These boys then left with their food, they didn’t have a care in the world.

Can’t say I would have felt the same.

You always here alot of shit about the London yoof, but these kids pretty damn level headed and clever to me.

Ofcourse to others that saw them speaking to the cop, they might have seen the blinged, hooded, and baggy assed kids as a potential threat.

October 11, 2009 - Posted by | living in london | ,

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