"Look, I'm riding a horse! Isn't it pretty?" In Boston we'd have cop-horses leaving their several-gallon-sized gifts all over town. Once a coworker (known fo

"Look, I'm riding a horse! Isn't it pretty?" In Boston we'd have cop-horses leaving their several-gallon-sized gifts all over town. Once a coworker (known for paroxysms both inside and outside the company) encountered some in front of our building and he got hopping mad on the phone to start screaming. I cooled him down enough to say it was in front of the fast food store on the first floor, not our business, because if the BPD has any blacklist for assholes he was going to get us put on it.