Topic: What's your most memorable experience with the police? | |
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I'm interested to know. Good or bad.
By the way, this is about your single most memorable experience, not about your general feelings about law enforcement. |
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When a small town cop pulled over us because we had long hair so he just knew there were drugs in the car. He couldn't find any, there weren't any. But they tore our car apart searching for them.
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When a small town cop pulled over us because we had long hair so he just knew there were drugs in the car. He couldn't find any, there weren't any. But they tore our car apart searching for them. They're really not very careful about property damage to your vehicle when they perform a search on it. |
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When I was around 17 years of age a police officer stuck a shotgun in my face mistaking me for a robbery suspect.
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"What's your most memorable experience with the police?"
I can't tell anyone until the statute of limitations runs out. |
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Only ever had one.
Coming home from the beach at 2am, walking to my cottage, and as it happened another couple was walking with us at the same time. Cops stopped us (in theory, for keeping undersize crab, which the other couple had actually done) demanding ID, which I had none as I had walked the short distance from my own house. "Give me your name then!" one yelled at me. I gave him my name, he immediately went to his vehicle and ran it. "Ah hah! I KNEW you were lying! The name you gave is a 52-year-old woman!" (Okay I could not help the smug grin.) I said, "Yes, that is I." "No way" he keeps saying to his partner. I am REALLY enjoying this now :-) "Care to follow me home?" I politely asked. They conferred and apparently decided I may indeed be that old. Precious :-) Oh, and they nabbed the crabnappers :-) |
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I have only had one. I was speeding excessively...take away license kinda speed on a divided highway. Got hit with a radar gun. I was nervous (understatement) as I had never been pulled over before and knew how fast I was going.
He was the nicest officer on the planet. Asked me about my vehicle ... He said he was thinking about buying one. Really I think he was just trying to help me calm down. He ended up giving me the standard slow it down speech and the lowest ticket he could. Immense gratitude! |
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Can't "Remember" much...But about a dozen or so Narco's ran up into my place with guns drawn quite a number of years ago.
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I was wondering when we'd get around to your story. I expected a narrative, damnit!
Getting raided sucks. Ah, youth. |
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I was wondering when we'd get around to your story. I expected a narrative, damnit! Getting raided sucks. Ah, youth. Very few are privy to the narrative...A lot can still go wrong with that situation. |
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Edited by
ridewytepony
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Fri 07/19/13 07:13 PM
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the police! as an extremely taxed single, then your talking my employees.
oh well I can do better that those pawns. we talking Canada, USA or Inter pol flown 7 times in Handcuffs, all administrative, not saying they're my most memorable, but they're up there! |
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I was stopped once walking home from watching my friend's band play at a local bar. It was 2 am and I crossed the totally empty intersection with the light (green my way). Even tho it was 2 am and there were no cars, I waited for the light to change. As I got to the first driveway on the sidewalk after crossing, a cop pulled in an blocked my path
(Riverside Ohio - most bored cops in the world as it is a tiny enclave) He said I had forgotten to push the button when I crossed. had no idea what he meant and told him so very respectfully. He thought I was being disrespectful so I explained that no, I really did not understand. (I think he just wanted some) He asked a buncha questions and looked at my license. I had not been drinking so I knew there was nothng he could do (not sure there was anything he could do even had I been drinking. I was a freakin' pedestrian) geez. So I asked him back for my license and basically told him that the convo was over. He hesitated and I stared him down. He knew he had to comply - he was pretty reluctant returning it to me. I took it and kept walking. I already decided that if he pursued I was gonna run the half block to the City of Dayton line and call 911. He's damm lucky I didn't go to the Riverside station next day and bust his horny male chicken. that was harrassment. And I was scared. |
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Five against two, siding with negative encounters being the most memorable.
Yeah, I'm totally counting. |
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Edited by
ridewytepony
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Fri 07/19/13 07:21 PM
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Five against two, siding with negative encounters being the most memorable. Yeah, I'm totally counting. how about a cops wife, does that now make it 6 to 3 it was way more satisfying! |
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Five against two, siding with negative encounters being the most memorable. Yeah, I'm totally counting. it's because it is so scary they have so much power I have had good encounters more often but the bad one or two were so scary it makes for a perma brain chemical imprint of some kind, I think. I am a runner and I was goin' for a quick 3 miles in my 'hood a few yrs ago and I noticed a Dayton Cop (they are pretty decent) out back in our parking lot of our building. As I walked past he asked had I seen a little kid they were looking for. I said No, and I hadn't. I told him tho that I was getting ready to run thru the hood and I'd keep an eye out. He thanked me, and seemed genuinely appreciative, very nice. |
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I used to drive a truck, I was going across I-70 in Missouri. The truck in front of me blew a right front tire, he hit the embankment at about 70mph. To make a gruesome story short, I watched him burn to death and there was nothing I could do to save him. After fire and rescue got the situation under control and the police questioned all the witnesses, I was headed to my truck. The trooper that questioned me on scene stopped me and asked me if I was OK to drive, I told him I was, he didn't believe me. What he said next blew my mind........
"Driver, legally you are free to go, There is nothing I can do to stop you, but I fell that after what you saw you are not emotionally able to drive at this point . I would like you to stick around and talk to me and calm down, I got all day so talk to me. Please, for me". I talked to this trooper for quite a while about all kinds of things, he didn't mention the accident once or anything about law enforcement. Then he says...... "I now feel that you can drive safe, Thank you for talking to me to calm yourself down, even though you didn't have to stay. Please drive safe and here's my card, if you need to talk again, do not hesitate to call. Drive safe". I went to shake his hand and he give me a hug and thanked me again. I thanked him for the support and talking. |
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Kayak, that is an amazing story. I got goose bumps reading it.
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driving home with my mom and dad from a comedy show on the express way,, cop pulled us over because he saw my mom talking,,,
(no joke, this was his reason),,,he figured she had slowed down because her talking distracted her in fact, she had slowed down five miles per hour to the exit speed, as we were approaching the exit we needed to get off on,,, he gave us a 'warning' (about talking while driving) and we were on our way ,,,, |
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Just got off work from the casino I worked at in Lincoln City was in my camero driving past casino as lived a few streets past kinda gunned it, police car started following me all lighted up stopped and police officer said "this is a 30 mile speed limit (? been a long time but think it was a 30 mile zone or less)how fast were you driving?" Lol I smiled and said "30", ha gotcha! he kind of laughed because he knew he just gave away the speed I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DRIVING,so then he just gave me a verbal warning, oh yea and when he asked for my license I gave him my casino ID lol I was a little nervous as I didn't want another speeding ticket.
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Five against two, siding with negative encounters being the most memorable. Yeah, I'm totally counting. I have few positive encounters...But one that I do recall is a New York cop that transferred to Davis County in Utah after 9/11. He used to nab me all the time for weed and give me s* for paying too much, then he threw my herb down the drain or just let me go with it, I guess it depended on the day but he never once charged me. |
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