To Protect and To Serve...only when dry
We're driving down Huntington Ave right by the Brookline line when it starts pouring. Torrential rains, an absolute downpour. We drive under the bridge as Huntington heads into Mission Hill and there are not one, but two Boston motorcycle cops standing around chatting each other up, keeping dry. Everyone else had bicycles under the bridge.
Evidentially when it rains there is something in the BPD contract that says they do not have to endure the rain. Nice.
Damn, I love this city. Stumble It! JBlog Me