Airport Police

The airport in Dayton is located at the end of a highway. Once you get to the airport there is no where else to go. It is also 1 hr away from my house. I was on my way there today to pick up my mother who was due to be in at 1pm. Mike is also scheduled to come in today but not until 4:30. So anyway I am on the highway to the airport when I receive a call from my mother who states that her connecting flight to Dayton has left and she is still on the tarmack and cannot get her connection.

So I am left to make a decision, either drive into the airport or not. So I decide if she is not coming in at 1 I really don't want to be at the airport but I have now entered the place where I need to decide if I am going to the terminal or parking. Since I don't want to go to either and I saw an exit sign a few feet behind me I decide to turn around and leave. I turn around only to find there really is no exit, its been blocked. (Too bad the didn't remove the sign) I then notice that the road is only 1 way and guess what I am headed in the wrong direction! Ok so I know I have made a mistake and need to turn around but just at this moment here comes the airport police with all lights flashing. I know he is after me so I stop where I am and take my license out of my purse. Now Mr. Airport Police exits his car and instead of walking on the side of the road away from traffic to approach me instead goes behind his car and walks in the road to my car.

As he gets to my car I state I made a mistake by thinking the exit sign meant there really was an exit and I know I am headed the wrong way. He is all business and tells me first to put both my hands on my steering wheel, then he tells me to turn off my car. Really how can I do that with both hands on my steering wheel?

So anyway the car gets shut off and he asks for my license and insurance card. (Guess he didn't care about the registration). So I hand them over and he asks me if I was aware I was headed the wrong way on a one way street? (Give me a break, I thougt I told him that when he first approached me!). He tells me to stay in my car and he returns to his. So now I wait, and wait and wait. About 7 minutes after he goes back to his car another airport police car comes by and stops to talk to him. So I am thinking OMG I didn't know traveling 75 feet in the wrong direction was a federal offense! I am waiting for the second cop to get out of his car and cuff me for crying out loud. But no, cop number 2 leaves and I wait for Mr. Airport Police to come back with my license and insurance card. Another 10 minutes go buy and I can see him in his car on the radio and cell phone. Must be he was on hold with the FBI or something. By this time I am praying that he just give me a ticket and let me go.

Finally, finally after nearly 20 minutes sitting on the side of the road with all of his lights flashing he comes back with my license and insurance card in his hand. I am looking but don't see a ticket. He is still all business and tells me I have a "completely clean driving record.". Funny I already knew that. He said he wouldn't ticket me and we would just call it an accident. (Once again I thought I said that.) So the moral of the story is don't mess with the Dayton Airport Police, they really have no sense of humor.