Operation Over-reacting

This morning I dropped Deb off, curbside at SFO. As I opened the back hatch door to get out her overnight bag, I heard a loud metallic snap. One of the rear hatchdoor stablizer mounts had just broke.

While I was looking at it, trying to figure out the safe way to reclose the door, a police officer came over. We're still allowed to drop off at the curb, but the police really try to keep you moving at the airport these days. He saw what I was doing and grabbed the stabilizer and yanked it off the car!

He looked as surprised as I was, but it was still a bit drastic. He began to share his solution of putting a piece of PVC pipe where the stablizer used to be and, well, I'm not really sure what he was trying to suggest. He felt a little sheepish, for sure.

This surely isn't an indictment of his action. Heaven knows, given the world situation these days, he's got a crazy job. But I also think that if we weren't all on such a knife's edge, he probably wouldn't have been so ham-fisted.

Instant curbside car modifications isn't anything like Fajitagate, but the SFPD sure is having a bad month.