ARREST

Suresh smiles, "good morning Aziza, one please." I sell him one cigarette. As always, he's a joker, "you are a vision of loveliness in that floral dress, I'd happily marry you, take you home as number two wife." Sad smile, "it's just well you see Lata would be fiercely jealous, probably kill me or kill you."
"If she kills me, least I don't have no more problems. Kill you, disaster, I be draft-eligible again, a widow." We both laugh.
"Surely dear, they'd not want you. Surely they's not so greedy they take em 5'0"."
He is actually being bigtime polite, I am 4'10".
Slowly he ambles his vast bulk to the bus waiting at the terminal. No rush, the driver is sitting in the shade, smoking a joint.
Sanjeev the village constable shows, "saddens me to say, Aziza, warrant for your arrest. Non-appearance at your draft hearing."
"But sir, I never received anything in the mail."
Kind smile on his grandfatherly face, "now don't fret child, sure it's all a mistake. Sure they not take em your height. But still gotta come with me."
As he drives he advises, "don't sass them mean white dykes, they take you in the back room, beat you with a rubber hose."
Sergeant snarls, "you (expletive deleted) moron. Can't (e.d.) read? Got the wrong (e.d.) person. ....."
Sanjeev bristles, "new to this, you are, you'll pay."
He's right. Colonel had come up behind sgt. As sgt shot off her mouth, Col checked the computer. Icy Nordic smile on her face,"sgt, I don't know how your last station worked, but we have always had good relations with the Guyana Police. So start by apologizing to the young lady and the constable." Blushing, she does.
Another icy smile, "if you had waited 30 seconds before starting the barnyard language, you'd see is was our clerical section at fault. Warrant should have said Arifa Rampersaud, not Aziza Persaud."
As we exit, Sanjeev laughs, "Come, I'll drive you right back. Don't wanna miss out on selling time."