Maimuna’s Memoir: What Is The Third Degree For?

Annoyed, I reached in the dashboard drawer and pulled it out handing it to him. He stared at it for almost an entire minute then handed it back to ask. “Can I see your fire extinguisher? ”I showed him where it was. “But Madam, why is it so far from you?” He asked. I frowned to respond,

“I’m I breaking any rules having it there?” He was silent. I was about to start the car when he requested, “Where is your trash can?” I rolled my eyes, what is this third degree for? I reached behind my seat and pulled it out to show him. To my surprise the officer laughed out loud.

“Chai Madam, you get everything o.” I returned back the basket to glare at him my hands tightening around the steering wheel as I asked, “Any more questions? Do you want to see my university degree? Marriage certificate as well?” I asked. The man shook his head, “No Madam, you can go.”