Cop Stories...
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tripp
MASTER SHAKE
I became good friends with the cop that gave me my first speeding ticket.
He turned out to be a very cool guy.
Most of the other 20 cops that have given me a speeding ticket were asses.
One cop gave me 5 different ones, one for 36 in a 35.
He turned out to be a very cool guy.
Most of the other 20 cops that have given me a speeding ticket were asses.
One cop gave me 5 different ones, one for 36 in a 35.
ATCDub
Lowly Civil Servant
EVERY time I get pulled over I get a ticket. My average was about 1 a year for the first 10 years. Now it's down to about 1 every three years. My last was right before Christmas 82 in a 55, but it WAS on the Interstate and it is Atlanta. Hell, I'm surprised he didn't write me up for impeding traffic.
Bitter yes, jaded no.
Bitter yes, jaded no.
I was riding a motorcycle from Sacramento to Boise, circa 1990. I was on one of those long straight Nevada highways, slowly catching up to a big tan Chevy Blazer. When I finally caught up with it, (I was doing about 80 mph), I decided to pass it. I pulled into the second lane, hit the gas and then noticed that the heat waves coming off of the road had hidden the fact that there were hills and valleys on that road.
An 18 wheeler appeared out of NOWHERE, and instead of dropping back behind the Blazer, I hit the gas, and dropped a gear. When I was even with the drivers door, I finally caught sight of the big ass silver shield on the door that marked that truck as an official vehicle of the local sheriffs office. I pulled ahead of the cop, got back into my own lane, and a few seconds later, the truck went cruising by. I kept checking the mirrors to see what the cop would do, and after about 3 minutes, everything seemed to be ok.
A few minutes later I was suprised as hell when I looked in the mirror and found that the sheriff was right on my ass, and all of a sudden I could hear sirens wailing. I pulled over, and started reaching for my wallet for my DL and registration. The sheriff was a bit pissed off when he walked up to me, and started yelling at me and pointing at my mirror, asking what the hell it was for.
I was a bit confused, and finally said it was for seeing what was behind me. The cop read me the riot act for a few minutes, took my paperwork from me, turned around walked 3 steps and then stopped. He has been yelling at me for ignoring an emergency vehicles lights an sirens, but after he started walking back to the truck, he finally noticed that the police lights were not actually on.
He had hit the button for the sirens, but had forgot to turn on the lights. He sat in the truck and ran my liscence, then turned on the lights and got out of the truck. He gave me a big sermon on driving safely, and told me that the only reason he pulled me over was for what he called a lapse in judgement for passing him instead of dropping behind when the Semi appeared. His last words for me were," Son, I know how it is out here on these long country roads, but if you do any thing like that again in MY county, you will spend the night in jail, and your pretty motorcycle will be in the impound yard.
I respectfully thanked him, and 5 minutes later I was in the great state of Oregon, going 55 mph. I wasn't about to tempt fate twice in one day.
An 18 wheeler appeared out of NOWHERE, and instead of dropping back behind the Blazer, I hit the gas, and dropped a gear. When I was even with the drivers door, I finally caught sight of the big ass silver shield on the door that marked that truck as an official vehicle of the local sheriffs office. I pulled ahead of the cop, got back into my own lane, and a few seconds later, the truck went cruising by. I kept checking the mirrors to see what the cop would do, and after about 3 minutes, everything seemed to be ok.
A few minutes later I was suprised as hell when I looked in the mirror and found that the sheriff was right on my ass, and all of a sudden I could hear sirens wailing. I pulled over, and started reaching for my wallet for my DL and registration. The sheriff was a bit pissed off when he walked up to me, and started yelling at me and pointing at my mirror, asking what the hell it was for.
I was a bit confused, and finally said it was for seeing what was behind me. The cop read me the riot act for a few minutes, took my paperwork from me, turned around walked 3 steps and then stopped. He has been yelling at me for ignoring an emergency vehicles lights an sirens, but after he started walking back to the truck, he finally noticed that the police lights were not actually on.
He had hit the button for the sirens, but had forgot to turn on the lights. He sat in the truck and ran my liscence, then turned on the lights and got out of the truck. He gave me a big sermon on driving safely, and told me that the only reason he pulled me over was for what he called a lapse in judgement for passing him instead of dropping behind when the Semi appeared. His last words for me were," Son, I know how it is out here on these long country roads, but if you do any thing like that again in MY county, you will spend the night in jail, and your pretty motorcycle will be in the impound yard.
I respectfully thanked him, and 5 minutes later I was in the great state of Oregon, going 55 mph. I wasn't about to tempt fate twice in one day.
Has anyone else seen the COPS from Ft. Worth where the lady approaches a police officer, "Hey she took my money and didn't give me what I paid for!". . . "well what'd you pay for?"
"something"
"ok. . . "
"I paid for some rocks"
"and she didn't give you any crack. . . and now you want me to get your money back?"
It hurts me everytime I see that! I didn't know anyone could actually be that dumb!
"something"
"ok. . . "
"I paid for some rocks"
"and she didn't give you any crack. . . and now you want me to get your money back?"
It hurts me everytime I see that! I didn't know anyone could actually be that dumb!
I should have gotten several tickets when I was younger. I swore after the last incident that if I ever did get a ticket I wouldn't complain, try to talk my way out of it or anything like that. So about five years ago I'm going to Kalamazoo after Thanksgiving and was in a hurry. I was stopped doing 50 in a 40 in the nearby town where the police are known to be jerks. I wasn't speeding intentionally but it happened. This guy was an ASS! His tone was nasty, he was very condescending. I was very polite, especially since the wife and kids were in the car, admitted I was going too fast, that I knew the speed limit, etc. Bastard still gave me a 10 over even though I had a spotless driving record for 22 years! So I went to pay it, figuring it would be $40-50, it was $100!!!!! I about crapped. He could have written it for 9 over and saved me a bunch of money. Then to make things worse, my insurance company raised my rate $100 a year because I'd had a minor accident that was my fault (again, first ever) in Indiana a few years before that so I was a "higher risk" driver. $300 @^@#$@ dollars for a 10 over seemed pretty steep to me!
Jerks.
I know they have a tough job but I didn't have so much as a parking ticket before then.
Jerks.
I know they have a tough job but I didn't have so much as a parking ticket before then.
cigarsarge
BOHICA
I stopped a car one night in a high drug area for speeding. As I was speaking to the driver a rough looking car pulled up next to me.
The driver rolled down the window and asked me where the crack house was. I looked in the car and saw the driver was drinking a 40 ounce Colt 45.
I handed the driver of the vehicle I had stopped his license back and told him to leave.
To make a long story short...The driver was twice the legal limit on BAC, was driving opn a revoked license, and had two ounces of pot. He also had a loaded 32 Auto under the seat.
This is quite possibly the biggest dumbass I have encountered in my career.
If you ever get stopped by the the police simply keep your hands on the wheel and wait for the officer to approach Don't turn on the interior lights or reach for your wallet.
If it is night I'm gonna throw enough light in the vehicle that your interior light is not going to make a difference. Any movement during the approach that I don't ask for makes red flags appear in my mind. If I get scared chances are you won't like the way I act. This is not a personal thing about you. It's just my survival instinct and training kicking in.
There are dickhead cops. I have encountered them. I'm in a supervisory role now. I encourage my guys to be polite. I also encourage them to use a little "Officer Discression" in minor offenses. Sometimes a warning will do more good than a ticket. I will not tolerate unprofessional behavior with my officers.
Just keep in mind we are people just like you. We have bad days, family problems, ect. We are just doing our job the best we can.
The driver rolled down the window and asked me where the crack house was. I looked in the car and saw the driver was drinking a 40 ounce Colt 45.
I handed the driver of the vehicle I had stopped his license back and told him to leave.
To make a long story short...The driver was twice the legal limit on BAC, was driving opn a revoked license, and had two ounces of pot. He also had a loaded 32 Auto under the seat.
This is quite possibly the biggest dumbass I have encountered in my career.
If you ever get stopped by the the police simply keep your hands on the wheel and wait for the officer to approach Don't turn on the interior lights or reach for your wallet.
If it is night I'm gonna throw enough light in the vehicle that your interior light is not going to make a difference. Any movement during the approach that I don't ask for makes red flags appear in my mind. If I get scared chances are you won't like the way I act. This is not a personal thing about you. It's just my survival instinct and training kicking in.
There are dickhead cops. I have encountered them. I'm in a supervisory role now. I encourage my guys to be polite. I also encourage them to use a little "Officer Discression" in minor offenses. Sometimes a warning will do more good than a ticket. I will not tolerate unprofessional behavior with my officers.
Just keep in mind we are people just like you. We have bad days, family problems, ect. We are just doing our job the best we can.
I'd agree with you concerning my officer's attitude if it weren't for the fact that this department has a long history of hiring men with nasty attitudes. Not all of them, but more than half of all the officers I've dealt with in this town over the years in various circumstances, and I know some of these guys personally, have got real problems with their attitudes.
My dad was a sheriff's deputy patrolman, but is now a plainclothes officer in property crimes. When he was still driving his marked car, he told me he was called to a state park where one of the park rangers was very drunk, armed, and causing a disturbance. The cars responded, and the guy was armed with a fully automatic AK-47. He began firing at all the officers involved - the officers returned fire and proceeded to take this dirtbag down (my dad claims it was him, but how would they know). Anyway the guy wasn't killed, and I never really asked dad what happened to him after that, but my dad said he was scared to death during the fight.
cvm4
BoM - July '05 & Dec. '10
Damn Hal, anytime I get pulled over I'm atleast doing 20+ over. Like this one time I was coming back from New Orleans at around 1a.m. at night. Topped a hill doing 90mph, radar went ballistic and I preceded to slam on the breaks. The deed was already done and I got pulled over. Luckily I took Driving School for that ticket and it never showed up on my record. Only ticket I've gotten so far.
