when the chick who initially pulled me over had her officer come over, they made me wait on the curb. I distinctly ovetheard her talk about this pullover would help count towards her being able to somehow accumulate points or whatever enough to do motorbike patrol. and the whole time I blew 0.00s, but they insisted I was high... even though I hadnt smoked in over a year.
they kept me waiting on the curb for ten minutes, then told me they were bringing two drug dogs out to search the vehicle. mind you, I had just turned eighteen years old and was a mile and a half from my house.
ten minutes pass
twenty minutes pass
blew 0.00 for the second time
dogs dont come and they arrest me without reading my rights.
they take me to one police station in the city. breathalize me again. 0.00.
I start laughing. chick gets in my face and asks if I think this is funny. it just makes me laugh a little more.
she drives me to the OTHER city station. it's like 1am at this point.
they handcuff me to a pillar and tell me to wait. ten more minutes pass. different officer comes over, puts me against the wall and karate chops my crotch "searching for drugs." Naturally I flinch. He presses my head against the wall and says that if I do that again Im going to get thrown down. then he puts me back handcuffed to the pillar and tells me the medical officer is "having to get up out of bed to come examine you and do bloodwork because you screwed up."
half hour passes. dude shows up and is a gigantic asshole about everything. asks me questions just to interrupt me. does bloodwork, examines my eyes, tests my reflexes.
leaves the room for five or so minutes.
comes back in.
"have you ever smoked weed before?"
"no."
"well tonight you did."
dad picks me up an hour later and thats that. six following months of my life spent in court on and off.
Judging by the way I was dressed, my shyness (which was a big issue at the time, almost to the point where you'd think I may be autistic), the slayer sticker on the back of my car, all that shit.
I was simply a kid they felt they could take advantage of, and they did. Not a day goes by where I don't think about how fucked that was. No love for the police. It was all about money and power.
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im at work lol
lets see how long this name change lasts...
ten minutes pass
twenty minutes pass
blew 0.00 for the second time
dogs dont come and they arrest me without reading my rights.
they take me to one police station in the city. breathalize me again. 0.00.
I start laughing. chick gets in my face and asks if I think this is funny. it just makes me laugh a little more.
she drives me to the OTHER city station. it's like 1am at this point.
they handcuff me to a pillar and tell me to wait. ten more minutes pass. different officer comes over, puts me against the wall and karate chops my crotch "searching for drugs." Naturally I flinch. He presses my head against the wall and says that if I do that again Im going to get thrown down. then he puts me back handcuffed to the pillar and tells me the medical officer is "having to get up out of bed to come examine you and do bloodwork because you screwed up."
half hour passes. dude shows up and is a gigantic asshole about everything. asks me questions just to interrupt me. does bloodwork, examines my eyes, tests my reflexes.
leaves the room for five or so minutes.
comes back in.
"have you ever smoked weed before?"
"no."
"well tonight you did."
dad picks me up an hour later and thats that. six following months of my life spent in court on and off.
fuck the police.
but they were trying for DUI, resisting arrest(which never happened), and "endangering an officer"
I was simply a kid they felt they could take advantage of, and they did. Not a day goes by where I don't think about how fucked that was. No love for the police. It was all about money and power.
Thought we were running from an opposing vehicle, turned out to be the cops.