If so, for what, and how did the police treat you?
I've been arrested once. I bought two six-packs of really cheap beers one Saturday afternoon at a local super-market, but for some reasons I felt that I really needed at least one expensive, nice beer. I was eighteen at the time and wasn't thinking very clearly, so I shoplifted it. And subsequently, got caught.
I now had to wait for two hours (during which my friends and my girlfriend wondered where the hell I was, since I was the one who was supposed to buy the beer) in a tiny office while waiting for the police to arrive.
So the cops show, they look me over, and ask what I took. I answered that I stole a Guinness. They raise an eyebrow and ask the security-guard that arrested me what the total value of one Guinness was, and he replied "2.40US" (translated to USD for convenience). The cops shrug and begin to take me away, but before I can exit the room, the security-guard raises his voice and calls for attention:
"Wait. I arrested him after he payed for these"
The man proceeds to provide the officers with my two six-packs of cheap-ass beer.
The cops look confused and glance at me
- "So, wait, you payed for two six-packs of beer, but you decided to steal one Guinness?"
To which I respond
- "Well, yeah. It was all the money I had, and I needed something to wash the taste out of my mouth after drinking that foul shit"
At which point both of the officers start laughing their asses off. They shake their heads and bring me and my beer out to their car parked outside, drive me around the corner, and tell me to get out.
I do so, one of the officers hands me my beverages, and chuckles again:
- "Hey, do us a favor, alright? If you are going to start any fires in the park tonight, piss on them when you're done? Alright? Have a good one"
And they drives off.
My gang (and my entire subculture in the city at the time) spent our time in a specific park, where we hung out and drank, etc. When night fell, we usually started small fires to keep warm, at which someone always called the fire-department, meaning the city have to pay a large sum to send out a fire-truck to pour water on what is basically a miniature camp-fire made out of sticks and discarded six-packs.
So instead of booking me for a crime I pleaded guilty to committing, he let me go so the city could save money (The fine I was set up to pay was around 200USD, while just sending out one fire-truck costs at least five times that).
Well, I kept my word, and I haven't committed a crime since.
I thought it was a funny story anyway, got any to share?
I've been arrested once. I bought two six-packs of really cheap beers one Saturday afternoon at a local super-market, but for some reasons I felt that I really needed at least one expensive, nice beer. I was eighteen at the time and wasn't thinking very clearly, so I shoplifted it. And subsequently, got caught.
I now had to wait for two hours (during which my friends and my girlfriend wondered where the hell I was, since I was the one who was supposed to buy the beer) in a tiny office while waiting for the police to arrive.
So the cops show, they look me over, and ask what I took. I answered that I stole a Guinness. They raise an eyebrow and ask the security-guard that arrested me what the total value of one Guinness was, and he replied "2.40US" (translated to USD for convenience). The cops shrug and begin to take me away, but before I can exit the room, the security-guard raises his voice and calls for attention:
"Wait. I arrested him after he payed for these"
The man proceeds to provide the officers with my two six-packs of cheap-ass beer.
The cops look confused and glance at me
- "So, wait, you payed for two six-packs of beer, but you decided to steal one Guinness?"
To which I respond
- "Well, yeah. It was all the money I had, and I needed something to wash the taste out of my mouth after drinking that foul shit"
At which point both of the officers start laughing their asses off. They shake their heads and bring me and my beer out to their car parked outside, drive me around the corner, and tell me to get out.
I do so, one of the officers hands me my beverages, and chuckles again:
- "Hey, do us a favor, alright? If you are going to start any fires in the park tonight, piss on them when you're done? Alright? Have a good one"
And they drives off.
My gang (and my entire subculture in the city at the time) spent our time in a specific park, where we hung out and drank, etc. When night fell, we usually started small fires to keep warm, at which someone always called the fire-department, meaning the city have to pay a large sum to send out a fire-truck to pour water on what is basically a miniature camp-fire made out of sticks and discarded six-packs.
So instead of booking me for a crime I pleaded guilty to committing, he let me go so the city could save money (The fine I was set up to pay was around 200USD, while just sending out one fire-truck costs at least five times that).
Well, I kept my word, and I haven't committed a crime since.
I thought it was a funny story anyway, got any to share?