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Every day in L.A. is an adventure and today was no exception.
It started like any other Sunday. I woke up, got dressed, and flew out the door to hop in my car and head to Starbucks on La Brea and San Vicente before heading out to Hollywood for my weekly hike in Runyan Canyon.
As I was pulling out of my driveway, I decided to pull into the gas station on the corner of Crenshaw and Adams, Mobil to be exact, to buy a pack of triple AAA batteries for my iPod car adapter. No problem right? Wrong.
As soon as I pull into the gas station and walk towards the mini mart, squad cars L.A.P.D. swoop up in front of me and jump out, shotguns drawn—but not on me thankfully, lol.
Apparently, they had been chasing a suspect that had refused to pull over and I guess after there were six cars behind him, the suspect thought better and finally pulled over—but not before damn near giving me a heart attack and sending me running into the gas station’s mini mart for cover mumbling about “Not this morning please, I am too young to die.
But then I guess the reporter in me kicked in because no sooner had I taken cover on the floor between the aisles in the mini mart I was making a mad dash back out to my car in the middle of all that madness to grab my purse—and of course my BlackBerry.
I ran back into the store and pulled out my Sony Handycam and went to work documenting the whole thing the best I could from behind the safety of the gas station’s bulletproof glass.
I know, I know, but I couldn’t help it. In the end, the police got their suspect, I think some drugs out of his car—, and I got it all on video. I’ll call it “Cops: The West Adams Edition.”
Hey, you never know in L.A. when it comes to the police and suspects. As we know from Inglewood—anything can happen at anytime. Had that been the case this morning, your girl would have had it all on tape.
Needless to say, I got my batteries after all and was only a few minutes late to the hike.
As I left the gas station, I said to the homegirl working behind the counter—if I wasn’t awake when I left the house, I was now! Good morning.