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Evidence and Arrest

I had gotten a job as a private investigator, working with a woman and another man. She had taken me to the police station to walk me thru what you’d do when you arrest someone and what you do with any evidence that you have. I walked thru the whole scenario at the station and it seemed pretty simple. Some time later, we were out following a guy who was suspect. The three of us finally nabbed him in the act of something. The fellow p.i. was being kind of annoying and I wasn’t really enjoying working with him. When we finally had the arrest made, the police picked the guy up, and the fellow p.i. and got in the back seat of the car to head to the station. He poured a glass of wine and poured some of it on me. I got pissed and took the glass from him and poured the rest on him, waiting for him to object before I pounded him one. He didn’t. We got the station and parked the car in the underground parking lot. We started to get out our evidence but there was some complicating with some piece of machinery that the guy was trying to take care that I ended up doing. When I finally collected the evidence, I walked into the precinct office, but nothing was the way it was when I was trained. I was hunting for these shelf bins that I was supposed to put the evidence in but couldn’t find them anywhere. I looked all over, walking all thru and around the office. I then ended up in the locker room, the john, nothing. Then I realized I needed to sit on the can, and started looking for that, in every part of the area I was in. Everything was built out of grey pressed steal, and nothing resembled your average building, so it make it complicated. There was a man walking around in his tighty whities who reminded me of Admiral Adama from Battlestar Galactica. I wanted to find the bathroom and get in the shower before the officers returned but I was too late. Suddenly the place was packed with officers coming back from some event, and they were all heading to the showers.

Players: Woman p.i., man p.i., perp, guy in tighty whities
Event Sequence: Learn, do, get upset, get confused and lost
Symbols: Evidence, locker room, man in tighty whities, wine
Thoughts: I had a conversation with someone about locker rooms recently, which for some is erotic, for some it’s shameful. I never had any experience with locker rooms when I was young. It’s a place where you’re exposed. Similar to the perpetrator getting caught and even the wine getting poured on me is kind of shameful.

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