What Kind of Police Department is This?

11:54 PM
I can’t sleep.

11:55 PM
I’ve been wooed by an outlaw. And at last, he has been arrested.

11:55 PM
I’m like Bonnie Parker.

12:00 AM
Tea. I love tea. And yes, I have some cottage cheese. I have to think about this.

12:01 AM
Alright I’ve thought and it hasn’t got any better and I can’t find my dentures anywhere.

12:02 AM
I’ll starve with food right in front of me. I can see the headlines now.

12:05 AM
Toothless Woman Found Dead in Library Backrooms.

12:06 AM
How many places can one misplace one’s teeth?

12:10 AM
It’s true. I’ll slowly starve with cottage cheese right in front of me. Old and alone with only the regretful knowledge that I’ve been fraternizing with a criminal. Perhaps if I retraced my steps I’ll find my teeth.

12:11 AM
Alright. I was getting ready for bed. Argh! I can’t even remember taking my teeth out—

12:12 AM
Oh.

12:12 AM
Ahem. I guess I’ll just go eat my cheese then.

12:13 AM
Teeth: found. Solution to problem of Altan Yilmaz being arrested for suspected terrorism: probably doesn’t exist.

12:15 AM
I shall go see him in the morning.

5:00 AM
It is morning and I’m going to go see Altan Yilmaz at the city jail. I wonder if the bus goes directly to the jail? I shall look at my bus map.

5:03 AM
It does.

5:04 AM
Which is both convenient and vaguely disturbing.

7:32 AM
Waiting for buses and riding on buses and everything to do with buses makes me want to savage something with my umbrella.

8:00 AM
They won’t let me in the jail! It doesn’t open to the public until 9. Well! I’ll just stand here then! Is anyone going to offer to bring a chair out in the cold for the little old lady?

8:05 AM
No, I didn’t think so. I guess I’ll have to stand here and freeze for an hour.

8:47 AM
“Excuse me, ma’am, but can I help you?”
No, you twit, apparently you can’t. It took over three-quarters of an hour of intense glaring at you to even make you look up and feel guilty enough to come offer some assistance.
And even now, you’re talking to me through the glass door.

8:48 AM
Breathe… I must be diplomatic…
“I’ve come to see Altan Yilmaz. He said he was in this jail.” Let me in or I will be fierce with my umbrella.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, but the jail visiting hours don’t start until 9 AM.”
“I am not visiting! I am investigating!”

8:50 AM
Ha! That’s got him! He looks mortified! As well he should be, making an old lady sit around out in the cold damp for this long…
“I’m so sorry—you’re a government official?”
Well, the government pays for my position… “Yes, I’m employed by the government.”
“Please, come in!”

8:52 AM
I wonder if he meant am I an important government employee.

8:55 AM
Oh well. I won’t feel guilty in five minutes, because they would have let me in at 9 anyways.

8:57 AM
They offered refreshments, but they didn’t have any cheese and crackers.

8:58 AM
Or tea.

8:59 AM
What kind of police department is this?