so i'm out back watering the ducks when the wife comes to tell me there's a police officer at our door.
i step out to talk to her. she has a piece of paper in her hands. it was a piece of paper that i wrote planting plans on, what plants to put where. it was on the back of an envelope with my name and address on it.
apparently, a city worker found the plants somewhere today. turned them over to the police, my plants are now in the back of her trunk. told her about the incident and showed her my paperwork. she asked to see the greenhouse but i declined.
immediately she asks "is it because you're over your limit?" and i said no, it was based on legal advice i received upon joining the program.
a little more back and forth with her asking why i would not consent to a search if i was legal, me returning the same line. her asking why i didn't call them to report this, me telling her that i did not feel it necessary to get them involved.
she said she would talk to the chief about getting my plants back to me and left.
i am officially shitting my pants in the calmest fashion possible. fucking thieves. they got nothing except a shit stain in my pants.
