Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar.
After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated
that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a
few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an
eternity in which he tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man
managed to find his car and fall into it. He sat there for a few minutes
as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.
Finally, he started the car, switched the wipers on and off--it was a
fine, dry summer night--, flicked the blinkers on and of a couple of
times, honked the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the
vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained still
for a few more minutes as some more of the other patrons' vehicles left.
At last, when his was the only car left in the parking lot, he pulled
Out and drove slowly down the road.
The police officer, having waited patiently all this time, now started up
his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over
and administered a Breathalyzer test. To his amazement, the Breathalyzer
indicated no evidence that the man had consumed any alcohol at all!
Dumbfounded, the officer said, "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to
the police station. This Breathalyzer equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the truly proud driver. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."