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I was about 18 at the time and I was taking my then GF home from my house. I lived on the east side of town and she lived on the west side. It was about a 25 minute drive each way. My neighborhood was about 1.5 miles to a known rough part of town where people literally stood in the road and sold drugs. The quickest way to the interstate was through that part of town. They never bothered anyone that just drove through, but if you slowed down they would come up to your car.
I drive through there and notice a cop has pulled in behind me. No big deal as I have never been arrested and at that point had never even had a speeding ticket. I merge on to the highway and BAM! Blue lights. I pull over, turn on the overhead light, and wait for the officer. He approaches and takes my license back to his car. When he returns he said he pulled me over because the owner of the car had a warrant for their arrest. At the time my mother owned the car I was driving and I was absolutely positive she didn't have a warrant.
I asked who he was looking for and he said "Jane Doe". My mom is also named "Jane Doe", so I asked what middle name. The officer said "Anon". Well my mom's middle name is "Not-Anon" and I asked since he obviously had the wrong person can I go. Nope, he wanted to search the car. I told him no, he cannot search my car and can I go. Nope, I had to get out of the car and he invited me back to his car and opened the back seat. Sure, I'll sit because I don't and have never used drugs and there is nothing in the car. He then starts in how this will go much quicker if I will let him search my car blah blah. I tell him no, he may not search my car and I need to get my girlfriend home so may I please go. Nope of course not. Now I had to wait for a drug dog.
I decided to start casual conversation about various people within my town (police chief, DA, magistrates, etc) because my family knows them all well. Just casual conversation such as "oh, do you know the police chief well? Yeah, we are meeting with him this Saturday to do XYZ event" and "Do you have to work with DA much? My family just got done doing XYZ for him" and so forth. This is all very true as it was a medium sized town and my dad does a lot for the community both volunteer work and contracting work. He knows just about everyone that's important including the DA, police chief, lawyers, mayor, etc.
Suddenly his tone changes and I can tell he is starting to get nervous. He lets me out of the car and "warns" me not to drive through that part of town. When I pointed out that I live there and it's the fastest way to the interstate he said yeah, I know...but...but...it's a bad part of town. Granted, it is good advice, but still he profiled me just because I was young in a sports car and it was late.
So at this point the drug dog had showed up, but the cop I was with told him not to get the dog out and just let me go on my way. So I'm cool, no problem and head on my way. He follows for a few exists and then gets off. I then called my mom and explained to her what happened who was beyond pissed because this guy was just being an absolute dick and abusing his authority. She calls the dispatcher (close personal family friend) who then calls the police chief and apparently shit hit the fan for this cop. He ended up calling me the next day and apologizing for his "mistake". He had mistaken my car for another car. I asked what kind of car did he mistake mine for (because I had a fairly obvious type of car - bright red sports car) and he said that he was trying to tail what looked like a black Mercedes (I guess he forgot what kind of car I drove?). So I called him out on it and said thank you for the apology.
Anyways, a few months later the cop ended up dead after answering a domestic call. Some mentally ill person opened the door and shot him in the head immediately. I really can't help but think that part of it was karma.
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[–] Podunk 2 points -2 points 0 points (+0|-2) ago
I was about 18 at the time and I was taking my then GF home from my house. I lived on the east side of town and she lived on the west side. It was about a 25 minute drive each way. My neighborhood was about 1.5 miles to a known rough part of town where people literally stood in the road and sold drugs. The quickest way to the interstate was through that part of town. They never bothered anyone that just drove through, but if you slowed down they would come up to your car.
I drive through there and notice a cop has pulled in behind me. No big deal as I have never been arrested and at that point had never even had a speeding ticket. I merge on to the highway and BAM! Blue lights. I pull over, turn on the overhead light, and wait for the officer. He approaches and takes my license back to his car. When he returns he said he pulled me over because the owner of the car had a warrant for their arrest. At the time my mother owned the car I was driving and I was absolutely positive she didn't have a warrant.
I asked who he was looking for and he said "Jane Doe". My mom is also named "Jane Doe", so I asked what middle name. The officer said "Anon". Well my mom's middle name is "Not-Anon" and I asked since he obviously had the wrong person can I go. Nope, he wanted to search the car. I told him no, he cannot search my car and can I go. Nope, I had to get out of the car and he invited me back to his car and opened the back seat. Sure, I'll sit because I don't and have never used drugs and there is nothing in the car. He then starts in how this will go much quicker if I will let him search my car blah blah. I tell him no, he may not search my car and I need to get my girlfriend home so may I please go. Nope of course not. Now I had to wait for a drug dog.
I decided to start casual conversation about various people within my town (police chief, DA, magistrates, etc) because my family knows them all well. Just casual conversation such as "oh, do you know the police chief well? Yeah, we are meeting with him this Saturday to do XYZ event" and "Do you have to work with DA much? My family just got done doing XYZ for him" and so forth. This is all very true as it was a medium sized town and my dad does a lot for the community both volunteer work and contracting work. He knows just about everyone that's important including the DA, police chief, lawyers, mayor, etc.
Suddenly his tone changes and I can tell he is starting to get nervous. He lets me out of the car and "warns" me not to drive through that part of town. When I pointed out that I live there and it's the fastest way to the interstate he said yeah, I know...but...but...it's a bad part of town. Granted, it is good advice, but still he profiled me just because I was young in a sports car and it was late.
So at this point the drug dog had showed up, but the cop I was with told him not to get the dog out and just let me go on my way. So I'm cool, no problem and head on my way. He follows for a few exists and then gets off. I then called my mom and explained to her what happened who was beyond pissed because this guy was just being an absolute dick and abusing his authority. She calls the dispatcher (close personal family friend) who then calls the police chief and apparently shit hit the fan for this cop. He ended up calling me the next day and apologizing for his "mistake". He had mistaken my car for another car. I asked what kind of car did he mistake mine for (because I had a fairly obvious type of car - bright red sports car) and he said that he was trying to tail what looked like a black Mercedes (I guess he forgot what kind of car I drove?). So I called him out on it and said thank you for the apology.
Anyways, a few months later the cop ended up dead after answering a domestic call. Some mentally ill person opened the door and shot him in the head immediately. I really can't help but think that part of it was karma.