It’s all in the wording…
Tonight John and I went over to Dodge, picked up Jamie and went to eat a bite of supper and pick up a few things at Walmart. We got back to Jamie’s apartment around 9:30p.m. As we stepped out of the car we heard a couple of guys yelling and throwing the “F” word around. There were probably 15-20 people out in the next parking lot with them and it sounded like it was getting outta hand and perhaps a fight would break out. When we got upstairs Jamie called Bryan at work and told him that there was a “small riot” out in the parking lot next to theirs.
In the meantime, I call the cops and tell them that they need to check it out. I said I wasn’t sure what was going on, but that it seemed to be outta hand. Within minutes there were five cop cars with lights a-flashing (no sirens) outside in that circle. I felt I had gotten excellent response to my call.
BUT…it turns out Bryan had also called the cops and in relaying his concern for his wife and child he used those two little words that Jamie used to describe the situation, “small riot”. Yeah, that’ll really get them moving in Dodge City! My call was just icing on the ole ‘riot’ cake! haha
Anyways, all the people scattered when the cops showed up and it should be a quiet night for Jamie and Bryson.