Your Interactions w/ Police?

[lurkeraspect84]

Besides traffic stops have you ever had to deal with police?

I once had someone break into my car, someone hit and ran after hitting my parked car. And was questioned once after a good friend committed suicide under suspicious circumstances (his girlfriend was suspected).

I also once eluded the police about a month after I got my license. Was driving from Casey Co to Boyle and met a cop while I was doing ~100mph, I saw him make a fast u-turn on the highway, but I knew a dirt road pull off around a curve up ahead. I pulled in real quick, there was a little bridge, and swerved under it and shut off the lights. Watched him blaze right past me. The dirt road lead back to another highway near my house and I took it home. Didn't make it to Danville that night.

 

[LetsGoDuke301]

Nm

 

[lurkeraspect84]

nm

 

[IUfanBorden]

When I got out of the military, the local posse and I became very acquainted. PI here...DUI there. Nothing major. Took me home more often than not. BUT........The worst interaction was when I was charged with terroristic threatening, intimidation, concealing a deadly weapon, etc, etc... Stemmed from an incident with my then 2 1/2 year-old son. Ex-wife dropped him off. No biggie. Few minutes go by, and my mom yells for me. She's like, "did you see this?' See what? Shows me a fly swatter imprint on his cheek. I'm like, "WTF"? So I ask him what happened---Gives me the, "IDK, dad, look". SO I call mom. She gives some story that she was whooping him, he feel down, accidently hit him in the face.

Naaah...Not buying that. It was an imprint. Not a "marK". So now her boyfriend(now husband) gets on the phone, and starts blabbing. Says a feew things, but then makes a bug mistake........He says, "What I DID do it. What"? Few seconds of silence. He repeats. And I tell him---"If you did do this, then I'm coming over, and putting your brains on your wall". He says, "Oh, tough guy wants to fight"....Nope. You misunderstood me. I'm not coming over their to fight. I'm going to come over and blow your fcking brains out.

Ooops.

He calls the police. They pull me over. Ask where the gun is. I show them. Next thing I know, I'm being booked on multiple charges. Bail was set at $25K. Mom bails me out next day. Go to court. They drop all charges EXCEPT the intimidation. But tell me if I take classes, don't get in any trouble for 6 months all will be good.

Oooops...

Run into boyfriend at a bar. Didn't end well. Back to court. No bond. Sit in the pokey for a bit. Then a bit more. Judge comes to see me after about 2-weeks. He knows myu family well. Knows me. Says---" Borden, what is going on here?' YOu come from a good family. I say some things...He says some things. And finally he says this----You've got a choice. You can let this woman destroy you, or you can be a father.

I chose to be a father. Thankful that he(Judge) came and spoke with me. Saved my career in sports. But more importantly, saved me. I was a mess man. But hey, here I am some 18 years later---Being good.

BTW, my son turns 20 tomorrow.

 

[Mac9192]

When I got out of the military, the local posse and I became very acquainted. PI here...DUI there. Nothing major. Took me home more often than not. BUT........The worst interaction was when I was charged with terroristic threatening, intimidation, concealing a deadly weapon, etc, etc... Stemmed from an incident with my then 2 1/2 year-old son. Ex-wife dropped him off. No biggie. Few minutes go by, and my mom yells for me. She's like, "did you see this?' See what? Shows me a fly swatter imprint on his cheek. I'm like, "WTF"? So I ask him what happened---Gives me the, "IDK, dad, look". SO I call mom. She gives some story that she was whooping him, he feel down, accidently hit him in the face.

Naaah...Not buying that. It was an imprint. Not a "marK". So now her boyfriend(now husband) gets on the phone, and starts blabbing. Says a feew things, but then makes a bug mistake........He says, "What I DID do it. What"? Few seconds of silence. He repeats. And I tell him---"If you did do this, then I'm coming over, and putting your brains on your wall". He says, "Oh, tough guy wants to fight"....Nope. You misunderstood me. I'm not coming over their to fight. I'm going to come over and blow your fcking brains out.

Ooops.

He calls the police. They pull me over. Ask where the gun is. I show them. Next thing I know, I'm being booked on multiple charges. Bail was set at $25K. Mom bails me out next day. Go to court. They drop all charges EXCEPT the intimidation. But tell me if I take classes, don't get in any trouble for 6 months all will be good.

Oooops...

Run into boyfriend at a bar. Didn't end well. Back to court. No bond. Sit in the pokey for a bit. Then a bit more. Judge comes to see me after about 2-weeks. He knows myu family well. Knows me. Says---" Borden, what is going on here?' YOu come from a good family. I say some things...He says some things. And finally he says this----You've got a choice. You can let this woman destroy you, or you can be a father.

I chose to be a father. Thankful that he(Judge) came and spoke with me. Saved my career in sports. But more importantly, saved me. I was a mess man. But hey, here I am some 18 years later---Being good.

BTW, my son turns 20 tomorrow.

Great story. Thanks for sharing.

 

[IUfanBorden]

Great story. Thanks for sharing.

 

[LetsGoDuke301]

That didn't take long. Mods feel free to delete.

My bad @Kevin Bryan

Fify

 

[hailtoyourvictor]

Minor in possession of alcohol
3 speeding tickets

 

[JimboBBN]

Yea, I’m white. I can get away with murder and everything else. No interactions at all

 

[Steelers2012]

Got a DUI back around 1985, and a public intoxication a year or so later. Got arrested, then released, for stealing a license plate off a car in Canada in 1979. Also got a speeding ticket in 1986.

 

[hailtoyourvictor]

Minor in possession of alcohol
3 speeding tickets

Ah 4 speeding tickets actually.

Also we use to get security called to our apartment literally every weekend in college. We threw parties at our townhouse all the time. Nothing huge but like 15-25 people pregaming. We probably had the best sound system on campus and made good use out of it. Security didn’t care because they liked us and as long as we had it off by midnight. Every Friday and Saturday was drink at our apartment from 8-12 and then hop in cabs to the bar.

 

[lurkeraspect84]

Got a DUI back around 1985, and a public intoxication a year or so later. Got arrested, then released, for stealing a license plate off a car in Canada in 1979. Also got a speeding ticket in 1986.

Just curious, what's the story behind that.

Also, I got a PI for riding with someone who was drinking, I honestly didn't know it at the time, he came over to give a ride to get weed, as soon as we pulled out of the dope man's house, blue lights.

My wife and I had just started dating at the time and I called her to come get me out the drunk tank the next morning. Knew then she was a keeper.

Might as well tell all. Once I went to a restaurant to buy breakfast for my staff at the time, got to work and half the order was there. I called and told them the whole order wasn't there and asked if I left behind another bag (trying to give them an out on messing up), they said "everything was there", and hung up on me. I called back and they hung up on me. I called back again, and no answer. Later that day, police showed up at the dealership and arrested me (handcuffs, backseat and all) for "harassing communications". Spent a night in jail, went before the judge and just said, "they messed up my order and I handled the wrong way". Case dismissed.

 

[bkingUK]

I will tell a story but I’m in some shitty bar in northern Kentucky probably near @Kevin Bryan and I’ve had too many beers to type it

 

[lurkeraspect84]

My favorite run in with the law.

Oldie but goodie. "Zero tolerance day" in Memphis.

 

[coryfly]

Yeah, I've had a few. Besides tickets for various things and not getting tickets for a few things we got busted 7 or 8 times for drinking down at this barge lock on the river. They usually just gave us hell and let us go. I think the majority of the time it was because there were too many of us and some were from out of town.

Once had an officer draw on me because when he got me out of the car I scratched my back. That wasn't awesome.

The only real confrontation I had was in Nashville at this thing called Dancing in the District they used to do. It was a bunch of concerts down by the river on Thursday nights and we usually went and then hit up other bars on 2nd avenue there. Well, I showed my ID to the bracelet lady so I could drink and a police officer looked at it and said it was too faded. It wasn't so I told him that. We went back and forth for a bit and then he told me I was kicked out. So I then acted like a baseball umpire and told him he was out of there, with the hand signals and all. He escorted me to the entrance and when I tried to tell another officer there what happened he said, 'F*** you, get out of here'. The dude who was giving me hell about my license was completely in the wrong but I was lucky not to get into trouble as I escalated the situation a bit after that.

I've had some other instances where I've dealt with the police but nothing post worthy.

 

[IUfanBorden]

Once had an officer draw on me because when he got me out of the car I scratched my back. That wasn't awesome.

LOL...Reminded me of getting pulled over after working a baseball game in Evansville. Game went like 15 innings. I was exhausted. Worked the plate. So I just get in my car with shin guards still on. Just in a hurry to get back to the hotel. I'm running about 65 thorugh town----ANd here come the blue lights. As the cop approached, my leg starts to tich from the straps . I reached down to scratch.

BIG....BIG NO, NO....

Immediately draws his weapon. Orders me out of the car. I'm like---"WTF"? Did I fvking hit someone? So I get out. Orders me onto my knees....Yeah that sucked. ANyways...Once he figured out what was going on, and why, he was like---"Son, do yourself and every other cop out here a favor...Don't ever reached down toward your floorboard when an officer is approaching your car.

 

[Kevin Bryan]

I will tell a story but I’m in some shitty bar in northern Kentucky probably near @Kevin Bryan and I’ve had too many beers to type it

What bar? I live in Vegas now.

 

[UL_1986]

A few. I used to skateboard a lot in my younger years (teens and 20s) 3 undercvers and a metro louisville cop swarmed a parking garage me and my buddy were skating, got searched and they found a roach of a joint in my buddies cigarette pack. We were on private property so they took us down to 6th street (jail) and we got out later that night. I’ve had pleasant and unpleasant experiences with cops. Most of them are fine, some really ****ing suck though.

 

[lurkeraspect84]

A few. I used to skateboard a lot in my younger years (teens and 20s) 3 undercvers and a metro louisville cop swarmed a parking garage me and my buddy were skating, got searched and they found a roach of a joint in my buddies cigarette pack. We were on private property so they took us down to 6th street (jail) and we got out later that night. I’ve had pleasant and unpleasant experiences with cops. Most of them are fine, some really ****ing suck though.

Did you used to go to Louisville Extreme Park?

 

[bkingUK]

What bar? I live in Vegas now.

Yea I know... place in Newport... corner of coaches

 

[Kevin Bryan]

Yea I know... place in Newport... corner of coaches

Yikes. Shitty bar is an understatement.

 

[I am stupid]

I have a long story about how a guy tried to break in my gun store when I had it open.

TL:dr(sorry not possible)- Neighbor witnessed it happen at 4 or 5am and told Sheriff. Sheriff never investigated or let us know about it. Neighbor saw my mom and told her about it ~10 hours after it happened. At the same time a guy came in my store acting suspicious and looking around a lot. Saw a handgun he liked and I showed it to him. He said, "I'll come back later for this" while he gave a smile. Mom walked in right after he walked out, I told her that guy seemed odd as soon as I saw her and she started blurting out random numbers and letters. The neighbor told her the guy was on a motorcycle and as soon as she pulled in the parking lot she saw him leave the store and get on a motorcycle. She already read his license plate before walking in. So that's what she was blurting out when she walked in. I ran back the security footage and sure enough, it was him. You could see him plain as day on the cameras kicking the crap out of the back door and walking away limping.

A friend was magically able to use the license plate to find his name, address, etc... Called city police(friends with them all) and they used that and the security footage to go check him out. He just got out of jail that night, stole from other people and had warrants for his arrest. Never saw him again. Also, to this day the Sheriff has never mentioned the attempted break in after about 2 years. Odd.

 

[jace46555]

I was doing work in either CVS's or Rite Aids all throughout Pennsylvania. Each store only took me about 20 minutes of work and then I'd travel on to the next store. This one store I had just walked in and started to work after I had let the manager know I was there. After a couple of minutes I hear a commotion near the front of the store and as soon as I looked up, I see a cop with his gun drawn coming straight at me while he's also screaming at me. My first thought was that something really bad was happening outside, but I was beyond confused about why he had his gun pointing at me and is also screaming at me.

A few seconds later there had to of been 10 cops in there and they all had their guns pointed at me, and screaming. By this time my mind starts to process what their saying to me....the first officer is screaming "show me the gun, now!". All the other officers are telling me to either put my hands up or get on the ground...or similar commands.


(Btw...they really all should be on the same page with the directions! Because it would have sucked being shot because I was listening to the guy who told me to get on the ground. But, have the one telling me to put my hands up shoot me because I started to reach for the ground)

Anyways, I finally figured out that all these ****ers are pissed at me and I better listen. So I get on the ground and I'm sure it was only a few of them, but it felt like every cop in America tackled on top of me once I was on the ground. The first cop kept with the screaming about wheres the gun type stuff. I think he got upset that I wasn't telling him because his knee in the back of my neck went deeper into my neck after everytime I asked....what gun?

They finally get me in handcuffs and back on my feet. As they are taking me outside its really setting in that i dont know wtf is going on and I need to start asking what the hell is going on. As their putting me into the cop car, the 1st cop looks at me and says I'm not smart enough to trick the whole police department....their going to find my gun.

About 20 minutes later, a superior officer comes and opens the door and asks me what my plan was. I look at him with probably the dumbest look ever on my face and say.....um....I'm hear to do the work in the store I'm scheduled for. He shakes his head and says he'll be right back. As I'm waiting, in just sitting there watching as my car is having every single thing pulled out of it and thrown onto the blacktop. I'm watching my underwear that had been in my suitcase start to blow across the parking lot.

The officer finally comes back and helps me out of the car. He tells me to turn around and starts to take my handcuffs off. After he turns me back around, he says on behalf of (whatever city it was) police department, we apologize for this misunderstanding. Apparently, the first cop who kept on screaming at me about my gun was sitting at the McDonald's across the street eating lunch as I pulled into the parking lot. He noticed as I was walking into the store that I was carrying what he thought was a gun. So, he then called in a armed robbery in progress which explains why I had so many police there so quickly.

As hes telling me all this, I see that same officer storming off and getting into his car as a few of the other cops were laughing and making jokes about him thinking I had a gun. He got into his car and took off. He was so pissed, as he was leaving his tires were squealing.

Within a few minutes after being told all of this, the parking lot was once again empty. All you could see was all of my stuff still blowing around on the parking lot. The ****ers didn't even remotely help put my stuff back up. But, thankfully, the manager I had talked to when I first got there was adamant to the cops that I hadn't done anything wrong. She even forced them to go back and watch the recording of when I walked in and see that I didn't have a gun. So, I owe her a huge thanks! Because even though I would have gotten off, it would have sucked to deal with it until then.

Oh yeah, what that cop saw and was certain was a gun was simply.......my cordless f'ing impact drill!!!

 

[Dattier]

Lots of speeding tickets... 7, I think. Before the 6th, I had about 4 straight times being pulled over and just being warned. I thought my age was suddenly working for me. 2 more tickets have put that notion to bed.

One arrest for weed & paraphernalia at a Grateful Dead show -- Charlotte (1), 1991 -- but they messed up the paperwork and the on-site magistrate dropped the charges when they didn't come back to fix it after a couple hours. Caught the 2nd set.

 

[brooky03]

Three times; all around 17-20 years old.

First time was in the parking lot of my friend’s apartment. Was leaning against my car, waiting for him to get home so we could smoke weed. Cop pulls up and asks me a couple standard questions ( who I am, what I'm doing there). Apparently kids were breaking into cars around there so he was patrolling the area. My answers were satisfactory and I didn't look like a scumbag so he left me alone.

Second time was a similar deal. Same town, talking on the phone in the parking lot outside of an apartment building where we were having a small party. Cop asks why I'm there, who with, etc. Leaves me alone after I answer.

Third time was the only time jail was a real possibility. In college, I pulled off into a parking lot for a nature trail and smoked a joint with a friend. Sure enough, some state troopers pulled in behind us and blasted the car with their flood lights. When they got up to the car, I rolled down the window and smoke blew directly into one of the officer's faces. There was no denying it at that point so I told the officer we smoked it all; they made us get out of the car to search it and pat us down. After some bullshitting and getting caught in a couple lies about where we got the weed from, and threats of a DWI for having the ignition turned on, they told me to call a friend to come pick us up. Again, I'm pretty sure being a non-scumbag looking white kid helped the interaction go a lot smoother than it could have. It also helps that the officers didn't find the half of a joint I stuck beneath the drivers seat.

 

[WeAreDePaul]

I've been arrested in 3 states all along the Mississippi River. Underage drinking in Illinois, throwing a wadded up paper towel at a cop at a University of Wisconsin football game and using a fake ID at University of Missouri.

All interaction with cops in those instances were very pleasant. At Mizzou they even rushed to get me out of lockup before the bars closed so I could get back out there. The cops at the lockup in the basement of Camp Randall stadium in Madison were dicks, but me and my buddies were having such a good time clowning them and making them look like dopes that it was a very fun experience.

 

[UL_1986]

Did you used to go to Louisville Extreme Park?

I did indeed

 

[KisteK]

Freshman year in college I went "back home" for a high school football game.
At the game, a couple of friends wanted to smoke, so I told them they could use my car.
(I was still years away from my first puff)
Couple hours later I took my friends home; as I drove the backroads to my parents place, I got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign.
Cop immediately suspected I had pot, asked me to step out.
We go through the 20 questions, he didn't believe that I didn't know how or why my vehicle smelled like marijuana. He asked to search, I gave permission. He then radioed for a second officer and told me he needed to cuff me until other guy got there.
"Okay, no problem."

Once cuffed, he walked me to the front of my car. As he bent me over the hood, I tried to straighten up a bit, but he immediately forced my upper body down using his weight and midsection to hold me in place while he attempted to pat me down. Each time I'd try to give myself some space, he'd grind himself onto me harder. Now, my hood was plenty warm and I was beyond uncomfortable; so after a few squirms I asked to wait for the second officer.
His response, while half on top of me, "Well now what fun would that be?".

He walked me to the curb as Officer #2 pulled up.
Me to officer 2, "Hi Uncle Ryan".

Only time I've ever been (seriously) cuffed. But I'm sure at 19 years, 5' and 90#s I was a dangerous-enough-looking potential pot-head that, at the time, my cuffing was proooobably warranted.

 

[schoonerwest]

Freshman year in college I went "back home" for a high school football game.
At the game, a couple of friends wanted to smoke, so I told them they could use my car.
(I was still years away from my first puff)
Couple hours later I took my friends home; as I drove the backroads to my parents place, I got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign.
Cop immediately suspected I had pot, asked me to step out.
We go through the 20 questions, he didn't believe that I didn't know how or why my vehicle smelled like marijuana. He asked to search, I gave permission. He then radioed for a second officer and told me he needed to cuff me until other guy got there.
"Okay, no problem."

Once cuffed, he walked me to the front of my car. As he bent me over the hood, I tried to straighten up a bit, but he immediately forced my upper body down using his weight and midsection to hold me in place while he attempted to pat me down. Each time I'd try to give myself some space, he'd grind himself onto me harder. Now, my hood was plenty warm and I was beyond uncomfortable; so after a few squirms I asked to wait for the second officer.
His response, while half on top of me, "Well now what fun would that be?".

He walked me to the curb as Officer #2 pulled up.
Me to officer 2, "Hi Uncle Ryan".

Only time I've ever been (seriously) cuffed. But I'm sure at 19 years, 5' and 90#s I was a dangerous-enough-looking potential pot-head that, at the time, my cuffing was proooobably warranted.

#MeToo

 

[KYtotheCore]

I got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign. my cuffing was proooobably warran4ted.

 

[KYtotheCore]

Besides traffic stops have you ever had to deal with police?

 

[IUfanBorden]

Freshman year in college I went "back home" for a high school football game.
At the game, a couple of friends wanted to smoke, so I told them they could use my car.
(I was still years away from my first puff)
Couple hours later I took my friends home; as I drove the backroads to my parents place, I got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign.
Cop immediately suspected I had pot, asked me to step out.
We go through the 20 questions, he didn't believe that I didn't know how or why my vehicle smelled like marijuana. He asked to search, I gave permission. He then radioed for a second officer and told me he needed to cuff me until other guy got there.
"Okay, no problem."

Once cuffed, he walked me to the front of my car. As he bent me over the hood, I tried to straighten up a bit, but he immediately forced my upper body down using his weight and midsection to hold me in place while he attempted to pat me down. Each time I'd try to give myself some space, he'd grind himself onto me harder. Now, my hood was plenty warm and I was beyond uncomfortable; so after a few squirms I asked to wait for the second officer.
His response, while half on top of me, "Well now what fun would that be?".

He walked me to the curb as Officer #2 pulled up.
Me to officer 2, "Hi Uncle Ryan".

Only time I've ever been (seriously) cuffed. But I'm sure at 19 years, 5' and 90#s I was a dangerous-enough-looking potential pot-head that, at the time, my cuffing was proooobably warranted.

 

[KYtotheCore]

a superior officer comes and opens the door and asks me what my plan was.

 

[IUfanBorden]

Once cuffed, he walked me to the front of my car. As he bent me over the hood, I tried to straighten up a bit, but he immediately forced my upper body down using his weight and midsection to hold me in place while he attempted to pat me down. Each time I'd try to give myself some space, he'd grind himself onto me harder. Now, my hood was plenty warm