everytime i get stopped by the police it is for something dumb....let'* recap 1st time {well over a year ago} cop swore a friend & I were out doing drugs in some field cuz we had {unknowingly} trepassed on it in his truck....2nd time {march} cop stops me for an "improper turn" {i was lost!!} and the 3rd time.....tonight...

the story:
so i call up my friend {well, sis in law} after work cuz i haven't talked to her in a while and she persuades me to go get something to eat with her, so even though i just ate, i do, and i decide to go to denny'* cuz i felt like sitting down and eating again if anything. So anyway, we're sitin in the parkin' lot as she puts on eyeliner cuz she has to look perfect...{women lol} and this cop pulls up and parks right infront of the car. So i'm like..."see? we can't leave now anyway" so after a few mins he gets out of the car walks over to my car and all the possible things i've could've done in that short drive start rushing through my head.....i couldn't come up with much, so i rolled down the window...he asked my name, where i was at, if i had been on some street i never heard of, takes my ID, asks my friend the same questions, goes to the back of the car and radios his buddy....
so my friend is like "did u let anyone borrow the car?" and i'm like "no, u know i never let anyone use my car!!" so then the guy comes back and tells us to wait....so i guess {by accident} i gave him the "wtf" look cuz he had yet to explain why he was doing all this...not to mention making a scene.....so finally he explains himself. He tells us that at a bar a woman got beat up. And though he wasn't there, the officer that was there said that it was a blue car {like mine} the first 3 digits of the license plate were the same, and it was a black couple {which would be me and my friend.} so i'm like....this is great. So he says that since we didn't look bloody or anything {cuz the lady was} (and i had explained to him i just got of work and picked up my friend from her house) then he believed that we didn't do it, but still had to wait for the cop that was at the scene to come. So he comes, makes more of a scene with the spot light, comes up to the car, asks us the same questions, notes the same coincidence {same car, license plate, and people} but figures it isn't us. They apologize, and go about their way. After all that we really just wanted to leave the restaurant, but i figured it would look more suspicious if we did....

so yeah, all that for a late night snack, but it was a pretty wild coincidence

and so ends my longest {and prolly most pointless} post in BC to date lol g'nite

protect and serve I guess...could have been worse.

Reminds me of when i was a teenager of 17. I was a real hardcore tomboy (little less now but still a tomboy) and was walking home from my sister and brother inlaws. A Toronto cop drove by me slowly then jumped the curb so i had to stop. He asked me who i was and where i was going where i was coming from and such. I answered all his questions and then he got on his radio and put me in the back of the car. This is the funny part...He says " your the guy that just broke into the house around the corner" I kept telling him i was a girl and he kept telling me i wasn't. I finally pulled up my shirt and said "do guys have these" the look on his face was priceless. His partner radioed to say they got the guy and the cop let me out of the car....What pissed me off the most was he took me 4 blocks farther away from home...
Debbie

Its New Jersey cops man, It seems like they pluck these guys straight out of the 5th grade. I was at the post office one time in Brick Township at about 11:30pm sitting in front of a mailbox righting checks to pay bills like I usually did and a bunch of them surround me, make this big scene because they thought I was going to commit a terroist act. They told me that I was wrong for sitting in front of the post office during war time because it looks suspicous. They ripped apart the car looking for bombs and everything. Im telling you they need to cut the coffee and sugar doughnuts out of these guys diets...way too high strung.

the cops around here drive so incredibly fast, its a wonder they dont get someone killed, i followed one down a highway, he had no lights, no sirens, just driving and he was running approximately 120mph...at least...i was running between 105 and 110 and he was still pullin away hardcore...thats a funny story in itself...but yeah they do stupid stuff like that all the time.

they also like to come blazing through the middle of an extremely crowded little town, i live in the Lake of the Ozarks area...in the summer, where our towns are swelled to like 4-5 times their normal size...anyway they like to come roaring through like a 35mph speed zone running i would say at least 80-85....definetely highway speeds, and above 65 for sure...its insane, theyre gonna kill someone i swear.

and Baileyjack....that story is extremely funny..wow....and they say the Police Interceptor needs the beefed up suspension so it can take abuse at high speeds....but apparently they use it more for jumping curbs and seein some underage *****...go figure

One time I got a letter from the Hit & Run division of the Chicago PD that said I had commited a hit & run. I had to appear with my car and meet with the detective investigating. I took my brother with me cuz he lived downtown and knew how to get there better than I did. Anyways, the cop looks at me and asks: "Is that your natural hair color?" yes. "Are you sure you haven't dyed it lately?" yes, I'm sure "Have you painted the car recently" no. Then tells me to hold on for a minute and makes a call to the person accusing me and says "I have the owner of the vehicle here and she is not a blond hispanic driving a blue..." I about bust out laughing. My car was a yellow Monte Carlo and I have brown hair and share NO resemblence to a hispanic person. I was free to go.

I once received a letter from the state saying I had to go to court on a alcohol in the possesion of a minor charge. Also driving under the influence.

I called that number so fast! I explained how I had gotten pulled over for speeding and that was it. They looked through their pile of stuff and found that my ticket was in the wrong pile.

You know i took that persons name, phone number and nearly transcripted the conversation just in case they put it back in the wrong pile.

Haven't been pulled over yet, or questioned by a cop. Hopefully it won't happen anytime soon.

As well .. one night I'm getting off the highway and I see a cop car on the off ramp near the end, must be an accident.

As I'm coming down the ramp nice and slow I see the cop over on the shoulder across from his car. I approach and he shines his flashlight right in my face blinding me. I stop. He walks fast, almost running to the back of my truck and says as he goes past the window, "whats wrong?". I said "what?"

He then comes back to the window and says.."whats wrong"... I'm still shocked as to what is happening and he'* gruffly repeating over and over his "what'* wrong". I said, "what are you talking about, you just stopped me and started running around my truck... what do you mean what'* wrong". So he says I looked funny when he flashed the light in my face.

At this point I'm realizing this is a pointless stop by a cop that has no idea why someone being stopped for no reason on an off ramp would look surprised with a bright light in their face. I told him...that I don't usually get stopped and questioned like this on off ramps. He decides I can go, but has to toss in a parting comment of "Next time wear your seat belt". I looked him square in the eyes and said "In 75 Chevy only put lap belts in their trucks and I AM wearing mine" ... yeah...I could go he reminded me.

I chose the high road and got outta Dodge