He told me not to drive stoned anymore...
So...
The last time I got pulled over was just two months shy of three years ago. Well, before tonight, that is.
Yes, tonight, as I was on my way home from my Parents' house, I got pulled over for having old stickers (Haven't had my truck registered in quite some time). I actually got nervous this time, understandable, seeing as how I got arrested last time. (Pulled over for no reason, by the way. See this post.)
Lights on.
Slow down, (check), pull over (check), park car (check), turn off engine (check), turn down the stereo (check), get out driver's license and proof of insurance (check), roll down window (check). Been through enough of these to know the drill.
I thought this was going to be easy.
Copguy - "How ya doin' tonight?"
Myself - "Doin' alright"
*I hand Copguy my license and insurance*
Copguy - "Are these current?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "It looks like your truck hasn't been
registered in about a year and a half"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "What'd you just forget or something?"
Myself - "Sort of"
Copguy - "Sort of?"
Myself - "I can't really afford it, and I guess
it's not the first thing that comes to
mind when I do have the cash"
Copguy - "So, what are you doing up at four in
the morning?
Myself - "I was just doing some laundry at my
Mom's house."
Copguy - "You were doing laundry at your Mom's
house at four in the morning?"
Myself - "Well, actually, I did finish it a while
ago"
Copguy - "And what were you doing since then?"
Myself - "Just hanging out with my Mom"
Copguy - "Just hanging out with your Mom, huh?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "Just 'chillin'?"
Myself - *small laugh*
"Yeah, just chillin"
(Apparently, he knows the secret "Under 30" lingo)
Copguy - "Where you headed now?"
Myself - "Home"
Copguy - "To Sun Valley!?"
(Opposite direction, but that's what it says on my license)
Myself - "No, I just moved out. I live over by
Meadow Wood now"
Copguy - "What'd you get arrested for?
Myself - "Suspended license"
Copguy - "You get that taken care of?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "You got anything in the car I should
know about?"
Myself - "Nope"
Copguy - "That didn't sound very convincing"
Myself - "No, sir. There's nothing"
Copguy - "Nothing?"
Myself - "Nope"
Copguy - "Alright, sit tight."
*Copguy goes back to his car*
(Why do the police always need two units to pull me over? And why do they always stand around talking and laughing for twenty minutes before getting back to me?)
Copguy - *Comes back*
"Let me see your hands"
Myself - *Waves hands all flip-floppy-like*
"There ya go"
Copguy - "Alright, I'm gonna give you this
citation... if you could just sign here
on the red line.
*I sign*
This is not an admission of guilt, it
just states that you'll appear at the
Sparks Municipal Court on May, the
fourteenth at eight a.m. Do you know
where that is?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "Alright, I'm gonna check something"
*Does the standard copguy
flashlight-in-your-face thing*
"Could you look at me"
Myself - "O..Kay"
*Looks*
(Damn, those things are bright)
Copguy - *Does various pupil-ey check things*
"When was the last time you smoked pot?
And don't lie to me, I already know
what's up"
Myself - *Getting worried now*
"Ummmmm... Not for, like, months.
Like, New Year's, maybe?"
(Actually, more like a couple months before that, but I figured I'd better not take too long with an answer.)
Copguy - "So like, four months and twenty-three
days ago?
Myself - "Yeah, and the time before that, I can't
even remember"
Copguy - "Do you use meth?"
Myself - No...
Copguy - "Ok, so what's in your system then?
'Cause when I put the flashlight in
your eyes your pupils went like this:"
*Makes contracting zero gesture with his
finger and thumb*
"And then they went like this:"
*Makes expanding gesture*
Myself - "Nothing aside from a few cigarrettes
and Pepsi"
Copguy - "Then did your Mom lace your cigarrettes
with something?
(THAT was funny)
'Cause what your pupils just did isn't
normal.
Myself - *Quite worried*
"Well, I don't know what to tell you...
I don't use drugs."
Copguy - "Nothing?"
Myself - "No more than you already know"
Copguy - "Where do you live?"
Myself - "Meadow Wood Apartments"
Copguy - "Go on home, don't get in a wreck.
And don't drive stoned again!"
Again? AGAIN??? I'd have to do it once to be able to do it again! All this for having old stickers.
Now this isn't verbatim ac litteratim, but it's close. Anyway, Brandan says I should make a formal complaint. This isn't the first time something like this has happened. What do you think?
The last time I got pulled over was just two months shy of three years ago. Well, before tonight, that is.
Yes, tonight, as I was on my way home from my Parents' house, I got pulled over for having old stickers (Haven't had my truck registered in quite some time). I actually got nervous this time, understandable, seeing as how I got arrested last time. (Pulled over for no reason, by the way. See this post.)
Lights on.
Slow down, (check), pull over (check), park car (check), turn off engine (check), turn down the stereo (check), get out driver's license and proof of insurance (check), roll down window (check). Been through enough of these to know the drill.
I thought this was going to be easy.
Copguy - "How ya doin' tonight?"
Myself - "Doin' alright"
*I hand Copguy my license and insurance*
Copguy - "Are these current?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "It looks like your truck hasn't been
registered in about a year and a half"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "What'd you just forget or something?"
Myself - "Sort of"
Copguy - "Sort of?"
Myself - "I can't really afford it, and I guess
it's not the first thing that comes to
mind when I do have the cash"
Copguy - "So, what are you doing up at four in
the morning?
Myself - "I was just doing some laundry at my
Mom's house."
Copguy - "You were doing laundry at your Mom's
house at four in the morning?"
Myself - "Well, actually, I did finish it a while
ago"
Copguy - "And what were you doing since then?"
Myself - "Just hanging out with my Mom"
Copguy - "Just hanging out with your Mom, huh?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "Just 'chillin'?"
Myself - *small laugh*
"Yeah, just chillin"
(Apparently, he knows the secret "Under 30" lingo)
Copguy - "Where you headed now?"
Myself - "Home"
Copguy - "To Sun Valley!?"
(Opposite direction, but that's what it says on my license)
Myself - "No, I just moved out. I live over by
Meadow Wood now"
Copguy - "What'd you get arrested for?
Myself - "Suspended license"
Copguy - "You get that taken care of?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "You got anything in the car I should
know about?"
Myself - "Nope"
Copguy - "That didn't sound very convincing"
Myself - "No, sir. There's nothing"
Copguy - "Nothing?"
Myself - "Nope"
Copguy - "Alright, sit tight."
*Copguy goes back to his car*
(Why do the police always need two units to pull me over? And why do they always stand around talking and laughing for twenty minutes before getting back to me?)
Copguy - *Comes back*
"Let me see your hands"
Myself - *Waves hands all flip-floppy-like*
"There ya go"
Copguy - "Alright, I'm gonna give you this
citation... if you could just sign here
on the red line.
*I sign*
This is not an admission of guilt, it
just states that you'll appear at the
Sparks Municipal Court on May, the
fourteenth at eight a.m. Do you know
where that is?"
Myself - "Yep"
Copguy - "Alright, I'm gonna check something"
*Does the standard copguy
flashlight-in-your-face thing*
"Could you look at me"
Myself - "O..Kay"
*Looks*
(Damn, those things are bright)
Copguy - *Does various pupil-ey check things*
"When was the last time you smoked pot?
And don't lie to me, I already know
what's up"
Myself - *Getting worried now*
"Ummmmm... Not for, like, months.
Like, New Year's, maybe?"
(Actually, more like a couple months before that, but I figured I'd better not take too long with an answer.)
Copguy - "So like, four months and twenty-three
days ago?
Myself - "Yeah, and the time before that, I can't
even remember"
Copguy - "Do you use meth?"
Myself - No...
Copguy - "Ok, so what's in your system then?
'Cause when I put the flashlight in
your eyes your pupils went like this:"
*Makes contracting zero gesture with his
finger and thumb*
"And then they went like this:"
*Makes expanding gesture*
Myself - "Nothing aside from a few cigarrettes
and Pepsi"
Copguy - "Then did your Mom lace your cigarrettes
with something?
(THAT was funny)
'Cause what your pupils just did isn't
normal.
Myself - *Quite worried*
"Well, I don't know what to tell you...
I don't use drugs."
Copguy - "Nothing?"
Myself - "No more than you already know"
Copguy - "Where do you live?"
Myself - "Meadow Wood Apartments"
Copguy - "Go on home, don't get in a wreck.
And don't drive stoned again!"
Again? AGAIN??? I'd have to do it once to be able to do it again! All this for having old stickers.
Now this isn't verbatim ac litteratim, but it's close. Anyway, Brandan says I should make a formal complaint. This isn't the first time something like this has happened. What do you think?