Those wacky Germans are at it again. Last week, they welcomed presidential-hopeful Obama, with a great welcome. Now, some fine citizens of Berlin are in the news. It seems that two police officers who responded to complaints about a raucous weekend party in western Germany were mistaken for male strippers by the female guests.
Police spokesman Bernd Hoffmann said neighbors called police around 12.45 a.m. Sunday to complain about noise from a birthday party in their building.
A round of applause from the apartment resident—who had just turned 30—and her friends greeted two officers who went to investigate. Hoffmann said that “they thought the policemen were dressed like that because they were strippers. It took them a while to realize they were real police officers.” Hoffmann said the women had not ordered strippers but thought someone had sent them as a birthday surprise.
The incident resulted in no arrests.
I don’t really remember my 30th birthday. I’m not even sure I had a 30th birthday party. But, if I had, I can guarantee you that if police officers had shown up for the party, I would have known they were there because some law was being violated and not that they were strippers sent by some friends!
I didn’t and I still don’t have friends like that. That’s good.
I remember my parents teaching me as a child that you are known by the company you keep. Obviously, the 30 year-old birthday girl has friends who would send strippers to her party. Maybe she herself has or would send strippers to someone’s party. I don’t mean to be judgmental, but those aren’t the kinds of friends I want to have or that I want any one in my family to have.
Today is my baby brother’s birthday (well, he’s the only brother I have and I am older than him, so that does make him my baby birthday). And no bro, you won’t be seeing any strippers sent from me. If you are lucky, you’ll receive a Hallmark card from me. Just remember, if police show up, I’d take seriously whatever they tell you. They’ll be the real thing!
