So, I just had a run-in with police...

[2012 Wont Happen]

The other day an off duty officer detained me after I attempted to buy some Four Loco and made the rookie mistake of wearing my university "class of 2016" t-shirt. They sent out three cars because there were five guys all total in the van I arrived in and cops are generally a pretty easily frightened sort. So now three little pigs are searching our car while another is lecturing us. This goes on for forty-five minutes. We didn't have anything illegal in the car so we were let go without even an official warning.

Another time I thought for sure I was fucked because I was smoking weed down by an uninhabited part of the river running through a park where this local Christmas carnival thing was going on. Five officers start walking towards me, so I start walking down the river. They also start walking down the river. I get to the last set of stairs to get up to the main area of the park and am about to just throw everything in the river when they just keep walking, not having noticed me at any point, and headed to whatever call required five officers to be walking with each other in the first place.

 

[Dr. Thrax]

Back in middle school in Orlando Florida, I think about 7th grade, before school one of my friends tossed a paper ball at me in the - I guess you could call it - courtyard. Naturally I had a small laugh and picked it up off the floor and proceeded to toss it back at him. Moments later I am approached by our Student Resource Officer on our campus and notified that I could be arrested for - and I shit you not - "assault with a deadly missile".
It was a fucking empty paper ball.
The only thing I'm disappointed in was that with my social ineptitude and awkwardness, I simply stammered incoherently and confused. If it had happened now, I'd have had some snarky comment, probably would have dared him to arrest me. The one advantage I did have if he did arrest me is that I had an aunt in the Orange County Sheriffs Department who probably would have chewed him out a good one if I had to get my mom to call her down to my school.
He didn't arrest me, but I was pissed that he had the balls to even do something like that.
I told my mom when I got home and she gave this confused expression whilst uttering "What the fuck?".

To this day I still cannot believe he attempted to do that..

Then a few years afterwards, I was pulled over while walking home from my bus stop by a patrol car. When I walk on the road I usually look behind me every few minutes to make sure there's nothing coming to turn me into a pancake, and today was no exception. I turned around shortly after I got off the bus and saw a white car, but it had something strange on it, so when I had turned around again to confirm just what I had seen, I realized it was a patrol car and went back on my merry way walking. Now, I can understand why he pulled me over, the road I lived on was literally a fence-hop away from the only all-black neighborhood in my area, we had people hopping my neighbor's fence all the time. So he pulled me over and asked me what was up and where I was going. We were on my street and not far from my home, so I pointed it out to the officer. He had asked me for any ID on me and I was fortunate to have actually carried my Student ID on me at the time (Our school didn't really require it for anything.), but he let me go on my merry way and watched me as I walked home and shut the door. So it was at least better than my first encounter with an officer.

 

[bliebblob]

I've got just one.
Once upon a time some guy on a bicycle swerved clean across a 1 lane street and into my mom (also on a bike). Most likely he was drunk or stoned. He than proceeded to yell at her incomprehensibly for a bit and buggered off.
Soon thereafter my dad arrived in the nearest policestation to register charges against unkown assailant or whatever it's called in English. Basically it's an official statement that you'd like the guy to be prosecuted as normal, if they ever figure out who it was.

First they tried to persuade him not to do it because "It was highly unlikely they'd ever be able to peg the guy." and "It's not uncommon for these guys (referring to Turks, of which we have a rather large population in our town) to take revenge on people who press charges against them or close friends/family. Vandalizing cars, smashing widows at night,... That kind of stuff."
My dad, completely in character, wanted to press the charges anyway. At which point the cop flat out refused.

Clearly, noone in the station had ever met my dad before. Because they all heard the conversation so far, yet none of them kicked over a table to take cover.

One trademark calm yet surgical chew-out of a cop later, dad was all but kicked out of the station.

My take on the whole thing is the cop probably genuinly believed what he said (though the prospect of filling out 2 tons of paperwork likely tainted his judgement). But for the love of god, if the guy says he understands and wants to press regardless, effing let him! It's his right!

 

[the doom cannon]

So my freshman year of uni I was sitting in my room playing some sort of video game and my roomy was at his desk doing stuff. I'm completely absorbed in my game, and have my noise canceling headphones on to increase my immersion. I notice he's talking to someone, but think nothing of it. Then out of the corner of my eye I see this guy dressed in navy or black uniform with a funny hat so I think "that's weird, who's this guy?" So I put my headphones around my neck and turn around. Turns out it was 2 cops, one at the door and one in the room, both armed(my campus is one of few that has armed school police, and also has 4 or 5 jurisdictions overlapping on it). Now I'm really confused. So I sit and listen for a few seconds, and it turns out they're convinced that we've been smoking pot in our room and are trying to get my roomy to spill the beans. We had definitely not been, but its uni so obviously there's going to be a pot smell in the evening. What has the cops convinced, however, is that I had a box fan in my window and it was the middle of winter (10-20 outside) and the window was open. We do this because the thermostat is ridiculously hot and we needed to have the window open to equalize the temperature. Well then the cop in the room gives up on my roomy and starts questioning me. I'm still kinda clueless since it took a good 10 minutes for me to figure out that the cops were there, and I told him without thinking that I hadn't realized he was even there til now. He didn't like that very much, but since I don't smoke anything he just asked a bunch of roundabout questions getting nowhere for another 10 minutes. They finally left after like 30 minutes, and me and my roomy had a good laugh about it, as well as laughing at my complete obliviousness for the first half of he encounter

 

[Varitel]

When I was a junior in high school, my brother and I were waiting out at the front of the school for our mother to pick us up, and this car pulled up and this guy started asking us what we were doing here, what our names were, and all sorts of other stuff with absolutely zero explanation. He was in a normal sedan and was wearing an orange vest like people wear doing road work or whatever. Most importanly, he was NOT wearing a police uniform. Therefore, I basically told him that we weren't going to tell him anything, because we didn't know who he was and he refused to tell us. He got annoyed, and finally my brother told the guy his name and the dude started talking to someone over his cell phone before driving away. When we got home, we called the cops on this asshole, and it turned out that he was a cop himself and was looking for a high-school aged kid who matched my brother's description. If he had just shown us a freaking badge, we'd have been more cooperative. Run-ins with the cops never go smoothly, even if you've done nothing wrong.

 

[mortalsatsuma]

And they wonder why the younger generation rebel against and distrust the police.

My only direct experience with the police has been poor too; I'd accidentally sat on my train ticket which'd creased it and the machine reader at the end of the train station wouldn't accept it. When I plead my case to the ticket guy he just firmly stated "£50 or my friend here'll deal with you for travelling illegally" .

I pointed out that I need to catch a bus to reach my plane on time - it's right here on my train ticket where and when I bought it and I already paid £50 in the first place. He then took me as "resisting authority" and had the policeman grabbed me and insisted it was now £150 or I'd have to go to the station miss my flight and have to deal with all the legal crap (I'm 17 years old here).

By this point I'm 90% sure it's a shakedown, not legit at all but what am i meant to do? - I'm 17 years old, on my own, 1,500 miles from home surrounded by a bunch've men twice my age and size who all swear that this "hooligan is travelling illegally" they'd probably add resisting arrest and attacking a police officer to the list if I questioned it further.


I don't look forward to returning to England again, it's not just a police state, it's a CORRUPT police state.

So you have one run in with a dipshit ticket inspector and quite frankly an idiot Police officer and England therefore must be a "CORRUPT police state." I have nothing but sympathy for the British police force. atm they're under fire from not only the government, namely the home secretary and Tom Windsor but also the dipshit media and, okay in your case it seems you got unlucky and had to meet one officer who just didn't seem to know what he was doing. I accept fully that not every police officer in the job is whiter than white, However that doesn't make England a "CORRUPT Police state" as you so ignorantly put it. Please pull your head out of your ignorant arse before insulting my country. Incredibly I do think that England is quite frankly a bit of an embarrassment at the moment but we're certainly not a Police state.

 

[Jedi-Hunter4]

All it ended up being was four officers searching the house and then all of us just standing about in the kitchen talking whilst they filled in their paperwork.

Must of been a pain for you, but this made me laugh a bit, *sneak up to house armed to the teeth, ready for anything* "Alright boys crack open the pens, it's time for some paper work!"

 

[Daverson]

I once said "Good Evening" to a policeman, despite the fact it was barely 11AM!

I know, I'm a badass. Try to contain yourselves, ladies.

 

[ResonanceSD]

The ticket-checkers on our city's commuter train are policemen, so I've had my ticket checked by police.

That's it.

I live pretty far from any police stations, so that helps. I go to a school near the main police station, but people aren't stupid enough to try anything around there. I can't help but feel that I'd be pegged as an "instant suspect" if something bad happened while I was around, though (I've managed to accidentally scare people clean off the sidewalk and into the street simply by cutting my hair too short). But it hasn't happened, so I don't know.

Must be nice living in a town where the crime rate is so low that the police are the bus conductors.

 

[Stu35]

They then they asked to check my bag.

Pro tip in dealing with the police: If they actually ask if they can check your stuff, You have the right to say no. They have to ask first because they have no warrant, and they have no probable cause.

I've always been aware of this.

What I've never understood is: Why would anybody not committing a crime say no?

It's one of those things, and I've debated it endlessly with friends in bars and heard everything about the "human rights", "being victimised", "not wanting my stuff getting rifled through by some stranger" and so on... But honestly, how inconvenient is it to just have them have a look at your shit? ... I dunno, maybe I just don't care about my privacy as much as other people. (Which may explain why, when drunk, I tend to find myself naked in bars... No one ever joins in on 'Naked bar' anymore, it sucks)

So you have one run in with a dipshit ticket inspector and quite frankly an idiot Police officer and England therefore must be a "CORRUPT police state." I have nothing but sympathy for the British police force. atm they're under fire from not only the government, namely the home secretary and Tom Windsor but also the dipshit media and, okay in your case it seems you got unlucky and had to meet one officer who just didn't seem to know what he was doing. I accept fully that not every police officer in the job is whiter than white, However that doesn't make England a "CORRUPT Police state" as you so ignorantly put it. Please pull your head out of your ignorant arse before insulting my country. Incredibly I do think that England is quite frankly a bit of an embarrassment at the moment but we're certainly not a Police state.

This, oh so much of this.

 

[dmase]

I had a cop pull me over for speeding and while i'm giving him my license and papers I look up at the center of the windshield where my inspection sticker is. It was torn in half from where I had the windshield replaced and my dad put it back on. So after I looked at the torn up at up inspection sticker and he did too and I knew exactly what he was gonna ask. I was like I swear that inspection sticker is mine and went through the whole story and the cop was just like is it yours? Yes, does it belong on this car? Yes. Alright glad we got that taken care of. By the way he didn't give me a ticket even for speeding.

 

[Nieroshai]

1. Cool story, bro.

2. 57% is not a passing grade in any school I've ever been to.

 

[Raioken18]

57% is a passing grade for a BA degree. It's 75% or higher for proper courses.

My stories.

Went to pick my brother up from a local pub where he and his friend had been drinking. They stopped me about 10m from the pub and got me to do the breath test where you count into the breathalyzer. He asked me to step out of the car and walk around the back and then asked how much I'd had to drink. I told him that I hadn't had any because I was only here to pick my brother up. He grabbed me by the neck and screamed the same question and I gave the same response. They then had me take a breath test through a straw, then another... then another. I was a bit pissed off by this stage so I said that It'd been zero since I got out of the car and away from my brother and his drunk friend. Yelled at me and told me that the counting test thing doesn't pick up other people so they know it was me. Said they were going to take me to the station for a blood test and I said fine. He and his partner whispered then let me go, not even an apology.

Needless to say I think the counting breath tester is BS because I hadn't had a drop to drink that day. Silly machine reliant cops.

My other story is basically the same as the others, pulled over and "detained" for matching a description, but with the opposite racial profile. The suspect was black with dark hair and I'm white as white can be with blonde hair and blue eyes. They searched my car for 2 hours looking for drugs, gave me the "this is your last chance to tell us the truth" speech. No apology that time either despite them being jerks about nothing.

I don't have drugs. Never taken em. Stopped being friends with people who have, which leads me to my last story.

In this one the cops pulled us over, I was driving a few friends back from a party. One of them pipes up with a story about his sick mother and her midnight medication. Cop lets us go. I found out weeks later the reason why, he'd been carrying like the leftover weed that they had been smoking. I was like you ***hole I could have gotten in real trouble for that. Cut him out of my life entirely.

I'm pretty sure if the cops had searched the car he would have ditched it and let me take the blame. So I'm lucky cops are quite gullible. Also here you are allowed to carry some for personal use so it might have been alright, but I really enjoyed not finding out.

 

[BrassButtons]

But honestly, how inconvenient is it to just have them have a look at your shit?

Depends on the cop, and what's in your bag. First, how much stuff do they have to look through? Is it a five second peek, or are they rifling through a dozen different pockets? Do you have a pocket knife that you know is legal, but the cop isn't familiar with the law off the top if his head so he has to stop and make calls and whatever else to verify? Is the cop an asshole who starts mocking you because he sees that you've got a gay pride sticker on your binder? Does he smear your stuff with grime that he didn't clean off his hands before rifling through your things? Does he accidentally rip some of your papers? Does he just flip through some stuff, or does he take everything out of your bag to check individually? And does he put it all back when he's done, or does he leave the mess for you?

Letting a cop search your bag is one of those things that can either be quick and painless or an enormous ordeal. I can't say I blame people who choose to avoid the whole thing.


OT, I haven't really had any run-ins with cops myself. However I know a guy whose dad (chief of a volunteer fire department at the time) had a cop pull a gun on him. The county law said that in emergency situations the fire chief was in charge until he relinquished control to the cops, and the cop didn't like not being able to tell everyone else what to do.

 

[lacktheknack]

The ticket-checkers on our city's commuter train are policemen, so I've had my ticket checked by police.

That's it.

I live pretty far from any police stations, so that helps. I go to a school near the main police station, but people aren't stupid enough to try anything around there. I can't help but feel that I'd be pegged as an "instant suspect" if something bad happened while I was around, though (I've managed to accidentally scare people clean off the sidewalk and into the street simply by cutting my hair too short). But it hasn't happened, so I don't know.

Must be nice living in a town where the crime rate is so low that the police are the bus conductors.

I think we're the murder capital of Canada, too.

Says a lot, doesn't it?

 

[baconsarnie]

Had the cops turn up and shut down a huge house party we hosted when i was at uni, it was barely midnight ... spoilsports, but then there were like 200 people there with a lot more expected.

 

[Crazycat690]

Well, I've never had a run-in as in randomly being pulled aside by the police, but something like it I guess... I was driving home with my brother after an evening at a friends house, everyone was heading home and stuff... So I'm driving, and I notice this car speeding up behind me, so I think that surely this is my friend catching up to me and he usually tries to drive past me and race me, so I speed up driving a bit funny too... Then I think about the fact that he lives the other way, he have no reason to be going the same direction.

Anyway, I keep driving, I notice this other car is now definitely following me, I panic a bit, thinking that someone is out to mess with me resulting in my driving becoming even more funny. I straight out try to loose him until I notice there's no such thing with this guy. I get home, and if something like this happened today I'd drive an extra time around my block, but this time I just proceed into my driveway. He stops for awhile and then drives off. I try not to think about it and proceed to my computer to relax. 10 min later my brother becomes pale and says "..it's the p-police", they knock on the door and I answer, apparently the driver behind me had thought I was driving drunk and followed me home and then called the cops on me. That's life, I'm happy it wasn't someone up to no good though, luckily I had no alcohol in my blood that night.

 

[ToastiestZombie]

The only one I can remember is when I got told off by a cop on top of the Rockefeller Center in New York for running. Turns out running too much would not do good things to the observation deck. Other than that I've been a good boy.

 

[Diddy_Mao]

Assuming you're posting within the United States the best advice I can give you is to exercise your constitutional right to remain silent and never speak to the police without a lawyer.

Never.

It cannot help you in any way. If the police suspect you of a crime, the burden of proof is on them. If they have enough evidence to arrest you they will.