gabriel
05-22-2007, 07:27 AM
One hour to go last night and my head is pounding. Talking to the guy in his car next to me and he tells me he's off to turn in paperwork and swear in tickets. We part ways and I figure I'll take it easy and just respond to what they send me. Guy passes buy in his car with no belt on....what the hell, write an easy ticket and run him. If he's got warrants, that won't take long and will kill the shift off for me. (Famous last words, I've done this before and got stuck with a two hour DUI last time I did this same thing).
Light him up and he pulls over after a few seconds, shuts the car off and tosses his keys on the roof. Couldn't help but get the impression he's been pulled over a few times. He's calm, answers pretty straight but his destination and reason were just a bit strange...but he seemed convincing. My partner who was driving off pulls up to check on me and goes to talk to the guy. Comes back to me and says 'Weird story about where he's off to, huh?'
'Yea, I thought so to, but I believe him'
'So do I, you writing him?'
'Yea, no insurance'
'Oh ok'
*Rewind to the previous night*
We were sitting together again just BS'n about Academy days and got talking about PPCT and how hilarious the 'approach with hands up to anyone you interview' would look if done in RL. I mean, anyone is going to look at you like you're nuts if you come at them in a boxer stance to 'talk' and then slide your hands down their arm. So I dare him to do it with his little plastic fireman's hat on that he carries with him. Five bucks, next time we check out on someone.
*Back to main story*
'Hey I still need to do that bet', he says to me. 'You're kidding? You're going to do it to this guy? Ok fine but WITH the hat...five bucks.'
'No, I can't do the hat. Hat's gotta be on initial approach.'
'Ok fine, but the hands up and arm drape for sure'
'Sure, I'll do it, can you keep a straight face?'
'No, I'm staying in my car because I'll lose it if you do it'
He walks over to the kid and gets him out of the car, his hands flash up, he dances over to the guy (who's got a real quizzical look on his face now and I'm dying via laughter in my car at this point) and gives him the arm molest. I'm still laughing and I continue filling out my ticket. I glance up again and he's got the kid cuffed and emptying out his pockets.
I. Can't. Believe. It. Due to an in-joke, we found what ended up being 9 bags weighing in at 5gs of coke on him. We were about to let this donkey go, and ended up nailing a pretty good arrest.
Lord I love this job.
hehe I got a kick outta this story.
Light him up and he pulls over after a few seconds, shuts the car off and tosses his keys on the roof. Couldn't help but get the impression he's been pulled over a few times. He's calm, answers pretty straight but his destination and reason were just a bit strange...but he seemed convincing. My partner who was driving off pulls up to check on me and goes to talk to the guy. Comes back to me and says 'Weird story about where he's off to, huh?'
'Yea, I thought so to, but I believe him'
'So do I, you writing him?'
'Yea, no insurance'
'Oh ok'
*Rewind to the previous night*
We were sitting together again just BS'n about Academy days and got talking about PPCT and how hilarious the 'approach with hands up to anyone you interview' would look if done in RL. I mean, anyone is going to look at you like you're nuts if you come at them in a boxer stance to 'talk' and then slide your hands down their arm. So I dare him to do it with his little plastic fireman's hat on that he carries with him. Five bucks, next time we check out on someone.
*Back to main story*
'Hey I still need to do that bet', he says to me. 'You're kidding? You're going to do it to this guy? Ok fine but WITH the hat...five bucks.'
'No, I can't do the hat. Hat's gotta be on initial approach.'
'Ok fine, but the hands up and arm drape for sure'
'Sure, I'll do it, can you keep a straight face?'
'No, I'm staying in my car because I'll lose it if you do it'
He walks over to the kid and gets him out of the car, his hands flash up, he dances over to the guy (who's got a real quizzical look on his face now and I'm dying via laughter in my car at this point) and gives him the arm molest. I'm still laughing and I continue filling out my ticket. I glance up again and he's got the kid cuffed and emptying out his pockets.
I. Can't. Believe. It. Due to an in-joke, we found what ended up being 9 bags weighing in at 5gs of coke on him. We were about to let this donkey go, and ended up nailing a pretty good arrest.
Lord I love this job.
hehe I got a kick outta this story.