I was driving to work the other day and I noticed a newish police car pass by going the opposite direction.
I wondered to myself if it belonged to the Highway Patrol or county or the local police, that's all I thought about it.
Later that morning I was walking into the doughnut shop and that same car caught my eye, it was about a block away, I couldn't see the driver or any identifying marks on it, but it was obviously some kind of cop car.
A (Not a voice but a strong thought that seemed like it was from an external source said)
"Whoever is driving that car is looking for you."
I just thought to myself
"That was weird." and went on about my business of getting a cup of coffee and a bacon croissant.
I got my food, went outside, rounded the corner to get in my pickup and there it sat, the police car.
The cop inside said "Just the man I was looking for!"
I'm thinking "Oh crap, what did I do now?"
I said "I was wondering who was driving that nice new police car."
The cop was the local police chief.
(He falls into, my personal classification of cops, as an Andy, that's the best kind. There are also Barneys and the worst kind are dangerous Barneys.)
Turns out he just wondered if he could have some old scrap lumber that I had to build a hen house.
"Sure, use all you want, I'm just going to have to get rid of it any way."
Later I had to scratch my head "How did I know that whoever was driving that car was looking for me?"
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