Almost Busted

I remember when I was 19, I lived in Ft. Worth TX. for a winter. I hitch-hiked to Alabama to spend Christmas with my parents who were visiting my grandparents for the holidays. I then hitch-hiked to Lebanon, MO. to spend New years Eve with an old friend I hadn't seen for a while.I remember being dropped off near a small all-night diner/truck stop in the wee hours of the morning in Little Rock, AR. Just as the waitress brought my food, 2 state patrolmen came in, looked around, then came to my table and asked me to come with them outside. I asked if I could eat my meal first but they said, "now!" I went outside with them and they proceeded to pat me down (for weapons I presumed) then put me in the back of their patrol car. As it came to be, a man fitting my description had just robbed a taxi at gunpoint. They radioed in for more information and learned the gunman was missing several front teeth. When I heard this, I opened my mouth and wiggled my teeth saying, "my teeth don't come out. They're real." When the officers saw that, they let me out of the car and released me. Man, talk about an awkward feeling when I went back in the diner to eat my meal with everyone staring at me. I simply said, "Wrong guy".