Early Morning Wake Up

I am awake because at about 5:00 a.m. Candy telephoned me. She was terrified. On the way home from the club with two other dancers, a policeman pulled them over because “the car’s license plate was crooked.” She telephoned before she learned the reason for the pullover and asked me to drive to where they were on an expressway.

Maybe she overreacted—I don’t know. She called back 15 minutes later (as I was in my car and on the way). She said the officer never gave them a citation. He just stood outside the car and talked to them for ten minutes or so, telling each of the three women how attractive he found her. Candy was still anxious and a bit frightened by the episode.

I am infuriated, not because she called me, but because of the behavior of this policeman, whose badge number none of the three obtained. Am I over reacting?