Have You Been Arrested?

[Wasch_24]

I got collared in Louisiana back in '79 for contempt of court.

Before I moved there for my first permanent duty assignment in the USAF, my ex-Grandmother-in-Law, who knew I liked to fish, told me she had called the parrish sheriff and found out that since I was military, I didn't have to buy a fishin' license. My first mistake was to take this as good information.

So, there I was a few weeks later, fishin' on the Sabine River when a game & fish officer asked for my license. I handed him my ID card, which was no good as luck would have it, and he wrote me a ticket.

When I got home, I called dear old Maw-maw and asked her for the name of that knucklehead of a sheriff. After I explained the problem, she said she'd give him a call and give him what-for. She called back and told me the sheriff would take care of it. At this point, I repeated my first mistake and took this as good information.

A few weeks later, a deputy from my parrish knocks on the door and said he had a warrant to arrest me for contempt of court because I didn't pay my ticket or make an appearance. I got cuffed...the wife was bawlin'...they hauled me off...printed me...the whole thing. Wound up havin' to pay double the original fine.

It turned out okay, though. That sheriff finally "took care of it." Got my money back and my record cleared.

This story is actually pretty funny. :thumbsup:

 

[Boppa-Wasch]

I got collared in Louisiana back in '79 for contempt of court.

Before I moved there for my first permanent duty assignment in the USAF, my ex-Grandmother-in-Law, who knew I liked to fish, told me she had called the parrish sheriff and found out that since I was military, I didn't have to buy a fishin' license. My first mistake was to take this as good information.

So, there I was a few weeks later, fishin' on the Sabine River when a game & fish officer asked for my license. I handed him my ID card, which was no good as luck would have it, and he wrote me a ticket.

When I got home, I called dear old Maw-maw and asked her for the name of that knucklehead of a sheriff. After I explained the problem, she said she'd give him a call and give him what-for. She called back and told me the sheriff would take care of it. At this point, I repeated my first mistake and took this as good information.

A few weeks later, a deputy from my parrish knocks on the door and said he had a warrant to arrest me for contempt of court because I didn't pay my ticket or make an appearance. I got cuffed...the wife was bawlin'...they hauled me off...printed me...the whole thing. Wound up havin' to pay double the original fine.

It turned out okay, though. That sheriff finally "took care of it." Got my money back and my record cleared.

Wow! What differance in MIL's. Mine brought me 1000 nightcrawlers to our vacation/fishing spot in the frig of there Motor Home. They didn't eat much fo the lettuce. I did have to wash out the frig for her. Everyone enjoyed the grilled Rainbow Trout, Brook Trout,Brown Trout, Small Mouth Bass, Rock Bass and Perch. As matter of fact, this trip is When Todd caught his first Rainbow. A 24" fish that was a heck of alot of action on light weight spinning gear with a 5 foot ugly stick and 4lb test. Nothing better than grilled fresh caught fish!!!:thumbsup:

 

[stogies&hoagies]

Acquitted each time!

 

[jasontp]

One of my good friends was working as a dispatcher. His "fiancee" at the time called him and told him, on a recorded line, that his roommate (and I) were doing illegal subsances at their apartment. It didn't take long before the higher up's heard this and put him in a situation to lose a good job or give us up. So he arrives at their apartment after his shift with 3-4 police officers knocks on his roommates bedroom door (where his roommate, roommate's g/f, my g/f, and I were enjoying our buzz) and says "I need to talk to you". As soon as roommate opens the door, police bust in and throw him against the wall. I had warrants for minor in possesion of tobacco (when I was 17) so I was hauled off. I happened to have my buddy's expiered ID on me at the time that may have possibly been used to obtain alcohol when I was underage. I thought I was being slick and tried to shove it underneath the couch cushions while they were questioning us. Not so smooth as it turns out. I was questioned and I explained that the ID was someone I worked with, and he had left it at a friend's house, I was supposed to return it to him. Somehow (I don't think they really wanted to do paperwork) they believed me, and I was checked into jail with 2 valid IDs. My friend hasn't stopped apologizing. He quit the job (working for the government sucks), and the "fiancee" was "not quite what he was looking for" (to put it as diplomatically as possible). But the lesson I learned was that if you have to go to jail. . . do it under the influence! There's no better way I could've imagined it. . . sitting it jail, feeling no pain, and talking to a judge in the morning, just meant that I didn't have to worry about driving home trashed!

 

[caudio51]

What a bitch! Glad to see your friend got rid of her ass!

 

[jasontp]

yeah I hate being in that situation too. . . you hate the broad, but you really can't say anything.

 

[cvm4]

Wow that's definitely low there.

 

[caudio51]

I hear ya Jason

I had a friend with a girl like that. He's not a friend anymore.