Metro system: 1, Montreal cops: 0
Mar. 9th, 2008 07:14 pmWhen I arrived at the sleepy metro station of De La Savane today, which I take every day because it's right near my house, there were three cop cars parked outside. Since this isn't exactly one of the high-volume stations, I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
I went downstairs. As I got onto the tracks, the train going towards Cote Vertu was just pulling in. It looked like there were three cops on either side of the platform, and they kept that train stopped for at least two minutes while officers walked the whole length of the train, looking for... something. Obviously, they decided all was well and the train pulled out of the station.
I asked one of the cops what was going on, and he told me "nous cherchons..." ("we're looking for...") and, between the noise of the departing train and my somewhat rusty French, that's about all I understood. Maybe something about a jumper?
Anyway, as my train (towards Henri Bourassa / Montmorrency) pulled in, the three cops on my side were in a heated debate about which direction led to Verdun. I think they actually wound up stopping the wrong train, because the cop in charge was sure that "direction Cote Vertu" also led to Montmorrency (Cote Vertu is north, and Laval is north, therefore... insert flawed logic here). They were actually clustered around the metro map, gesticulating widely.
As the doors of my train closed, the cop in charge got this goofy "I messed up, didn't I?" look on his face, as he realized his mistake... just in time to realize he was too late to stop my train, the one he should have been checking all along.
It's good to know that these are the people who serve and protect us.
I went downstairs. As I got onto the tracks, the train going towards Cote Vertu was just pulling in. It looked like there were three cops on either side of the platform, and they kept that train stopped for at least two minutes while officers walked the whole length of the train, looking for... something. Obviously, they decided all was well and the train pulled out of the station.
I asked one of the cops what was going on, and he told me "nous cherchons..." ("we're looking for...") and, between the noise of the departing train and my somewhat rusty French, that's about all I understood. Maybe something about a jumper?
Anyway, as my train (towards Henri Bourassa / Montmorrency) pulled in, the three cops on my side were in a heated debate about which direction led to Verdun. I think they actually wound up stopping the wrong train, because the cop in charge was sure that "direction Cote Vertu" also led to Montmorrency (Cote Vertu is north, and Laval is north, therefore... insert flawed logic here). They were actually clustered around the metro map, gesticulating widely.
As the doors of my train closed, the cop in charge got this goofy "I messed up, didn't I?" look on his face, as he realized his mistake... just in time to realize he was too late to stop my train, the one he should have been checking all along.
It's good to know that these are the people who serve and protect us.