Cops stories -

[Monika H.]

Hallo, hallo!!!

Following yesterday's I like cops... thread, let's go on with our personal experiences with cops.
Bonus points to funny/unusual/cringey stories.

To get the thread rolling, I'll start sharing.

I was at the train station, waiting for the train to Stettin. I still had to wait over an hour, and a couple of cops in military gear, one male and the other female, stopped me for a random check.
As they are examining my documentation, they ask for my train ticket, which I had in my luggage.
As I kneel to open the luggage, my jacket's pocket spills out my pens and purse, and taken by surprise, my glasses fall out and I let out a swear word.
They both get startled and point me their weapons, screaming to stay still and not make a move. Luckily, the misunderstanding gets cleaned up pretty quickly and we even laugh about how those things generally happen in America. I too laughed, not minding how I got under the sights of automatic weapons just for having dropped some pen and my glasses.

And I thought American policemen were jumpy.

 

[Nekromantik]

I lived next to a cop. She was really cool. She once stopped one of my mom's exes from breaking in to our house when we were out of town. She was pretty blasé about it too. "Oh some guy tried to break down you patio door. Don't worry I got him."

 

[Jerry_ smith56]

My uncle is a member of the garda (Irish cops) based in western ireland. He played a pivital role in solving a pretty big murder case a few years back. He has also done several drug busts in Dublin and other areas. He's far from retirement so hopefully I more tales to tell on this thread if a big case happens.

 

[Gus]

I haven't had many run-ins with police, but later today should be the most interesting one yet. A subordinate colonel of @Heinrich Himmler's arrived in my home town of Kiev with his police division, today, and they're calling for us Juden to assemble at the corner of Mel'nikova and Dorohozhytska streets for resettlement. I don't know where they'll be taking us, but I've always wanted to travel, so it should be fun. I just wish I could bring more luggage.

I'll be sure to report back when I return.

 

[Monika H.]

I haven't had many run-ins with police, but later today should be the most interesting one yet. A subordinate colonel of @Heinrich Himmler's arrived in my home town of Kiev with his police division, today, and they're calling for us Juden to assemble at the corner of Mel'nikova and Dorohozhytska streets for resettlement. I don't know where they'll be taking us, but I've always wanted to travel, so it should be fun. I just wish I could bring more luggage.

I'll be sure to report back when I return.

It will be a lot of fun, trust me

 

[Frozen Fishsticks]

I thought gimmick accounts aside from Hulk Hogan were verboten.

 

[Diabeetus]

One time, I was taking a drive. I had tinted windows, and my music was playing loud (like, all the way up). I was picking up some women off the sidewalk, my ride was nice so you can do that. Oh yeah, I was also drinking. And I had some cigarettes, too.

The police around here are really picky about that sort of thing, I live in the South so they catch bunches of guys doing the same thing I am. But they came around to me faster than usual.

They had me get out my car, pinned up and everything. But fortunately, like Ricky from Trailer Park Boys, I always keep my drugs and drink hidden where they'll never find it. They were really pissed. I could tell from the look in their eyes that they've been creeping up on me for a while, patrolling and tryna catch me ridin' dirty.

 

[Cheerlead-in-Chief]

The cops in our town dont do shit, and one admitted so to my mom at work.

 

[ES 148]

I stripped a policeman's living room of wallpaper so it could be remodelled, once.

 

[ForgedBlades]

I get really, really uneasy around cops, and I'm not entirely sure why. It's probably some subconscious fear stemming from dealing with them in the immediate aftermath of my brother's death. Maybe. I don't know.

I've been pulled over twice, and both times were a miserable experience due to this nervousness. Once was for speeding outside of Nashville. I was immediately asked to get out of the car because the guy said I was acting weird. He ripped through all of my luggage and damn near stripped the car down to the chassis looking for drugs. He didn't find any, and then made me sit on the side of the interstate while we waited for a K9 unit to show up. The whole time he was trying to get me to admit to having drugs, which I did not. The old "just admit it and we might go easy on you" thing. Finally the K9 came, didn't find anything, and they let me go with a warning.

The second time was outside Indianapolis, and they pulled me over for "turning off my signal before fully completing a lane change" which was obvious bullshit, I'm sure he was just trying to hit quota. Again, he pulled me out, except this time he put me in cuffs and sat me in the front seat of the squad car. Same shit, tore my car apart, didn't find anything, got his dog out who was barking at me from the backseat the whole time, didn't find anything, and again let me go with a warning.

Despite this, I fully support law enforcement and never miss an episode of Live PD

 

[JustStopDude]

When I came to the US as a green card holder (my mother won the lottery) we ended up in Baltimore City.

The Baltimore City police are the scariest drug gang in the city. It reminded me much of being in my original country, where military and police units make up fake check points to rob people and are part of organized crime.

I ended up enlisted in the US military to get my citizenship. I have very high opinion of US military because there is not the level of corruption I was used to. It is very difficult to get into the US military and if you are a US military and you commit a crime, the punishment is very severe compared to the civilian world. I was not expecting this when I went in. I fully admit, I only care about getting citizenship.

I have worked throughout the US and the world since getting to Baltimore. I see many similarities to Baltimore in Gary Indiana, Detroit, Charlotte, but in many other places, the police are very professional. But I still am always nervous around police, especially since I have very strong accent.

 

[Tanti-Fanti]

Cops have generally been pretty nice to me, but I have one amusing story that happened years ago.

My mother, aunt, brother, and I were driving to NY to drop my aunt who recently visited us. Everything was going well until a we suddenly heard siren behind us. A cop ended up flagging us down. My mother, being as overprotective as she was told us to not say anything or do anything funny (she's really strict when she wants to be).

I knew it was serious at that point so I dropped my DS and froze in place. The cop came over and asked us why we got pulled over. When my mom told him she didn't know why, the cop told us my mother made an illegal turn. It turns out there was a sign saying not to make a certain type of turn and she ended up doing it because she didn't see the sign behind the overgrown bushes. The part of town we were in didn't take good care of the street until the last minute so unless you knew where you were going, you were shit out of luck. Cop then informs my mother he can give her a ticket for what she did.

My mom freaks out a little bit (while trying to stay calm), believing that she'd get a ticket. The cop asks to look inside the car and does. He sees my aunt, my mother trying to stay calm, me, and my brother who happened to be wearing his over-the-top I-love-police -officers shirt. I remember he got it at an event once and he kept it until he couldn't wear it anymore. My mom was trying to get him to get rid of it before we left but she didn't bother after arguing with.

The cop stares at my brother for a moment and then suddenly tells us not to do that turn again. He left shortly after that. To this day, my mom believes that my brother's shirt prevented her from getting a ticket.

 

[Coldgrip]

One time I saw a cop and I glared at him. He then waved at me.

I was literally raped and shakking.

 

[Kiwi Lime Pie]

While I tend to respect cops and the difficult, thankless work they do, I'm half convinced the cops in the adjacent city from me must get bored easily based on my first two encounters with their finest.

In high school, the bus taking our basketball team to an away game cut through that city, only to be pulled over by a cop claiming the bus was going 40 miles per hour (about 64 km/h) where the speed limit was 25 (40 km/h). Everyone on the bus was confused , and the driver did end up receiving a speeding ticket. This is the only time I've ever seen a school bus be pulled over for anything. I still remember telling someone how our school district's buses seemed to make weird noises when they drove at a speed of 40 or more, and I swore I never heard those noises prior to being pulled over.

Several years later, as a young adult, I drove to a social event held in the same city and I arrived before anyone else did. As I waited in the parking lot, I bent down to reach the front console's radio - inconveniently mounted at the bottom of said console - to change the station. As I sat up again, there was a police car stopped next to me. The cop claimed my bending down looked suspicious and he demanded to know why I was parked alone in the parking lot. I told him about the event, but he remained unconvinced, giving me a skeptical "What are you really here for?" question in reply. I repeated my answer, and he begrudgingly accepted it. However, he parked in the back of the lot, purposely keeping an eye on me from a distance.

A few minutes after that, someone else arrived and we played basketball on the property's outdoor court until more people arrived. Eventually, the cop must have realized nothing nefarious was going to happen and he finally left the parking lot.

 

[Goofy Logic]

Mom briefly joined the RCMP in the late 70s, shortly after they started letting women join the force.

One story she told me during training was where they were applying handcuffs to senior students. The senior she got was a hotshot who was fairly arrogant, and definitely had a womanizing attitude.

Mom said when she rapidly applied the handcuffs to him, he completly lost his shit and started flailing around and angrily yelling. Scared that he was going to break free and perhaps attack her, Mom's ranching experience kicked in and she put him in a hogtie with some nearby cord before the instructors stepped in.

That apparently caused a bit of a stir, as after leaving the force mom overheard another cop about ten years later mentioning how a female trainee put a graduate into a hogtie.

 

[BeanBidan]

Back in 10th grade, it was a Saturday and went to a get together at a friends with my cousin. Having some beer and shots, had a dime and 2 joints on me. Get into a fight with my cousin because he's just a annoying drunk. Any who around midnight I decide to just walk back to the ranch which is 2 hours away and as I'm walking a cop drives up and does the whole drunk testing shit (pretty sure I didn't pass walking in a straight line that much but I acted fairly normal and just chalked it up to having a bad balance but he knew I was a bit drunk) instead of taking me in he just gives me a lift back home, I'm Fucking nervous because I had weed but surprised he couldn't smell it, drops me off and I go to the back of my ranch and smoke a J.

Cops really aren't dicks if you just act cool with em.

 

[Maxliam]

Growing up in a small town in Texas we had a neighbor who was sheriff deputy. I hated the whole family. The whole family have no redeeming qualities in the terms of personality. Even my younger brother who was friends with the son of the family despised them. Imagine a Ricky Bobby and Cal relationship but even more warped and hateful. In the fact that Cal is just a soulless monster who is hated by dogs because they can see his rotten core behind the pathetic retard facade he tries to pull with people.

Ironically no one fell for it.

One of the things the older sister did was tamper with the post office boxes of everyone in town. Due to her father's position in a small podunk town, she got away with something that would put people away for years and ruin their future for years, because her dad was a captain in the sheriff's department.

Frankly I think cops are retarded. We should just all be armed. If you step out of line, a lynch mob should kill you. All stats reset Sunday.

It's one of those things that honestly make me wish we have a nuclear war to just cleanse the earth of all humanity. We're a cancer on this body that is the planet. We try to rationalize ourselves but honestly we are selfish, spoiled, ugly, bratty little tumors on the planet.

Edit: How is having a contempt for your fellow man autistic? Autistic people wish they could express such vitriol hatred for their fellow man while deep down hating having it because I honestly want to see better of people. I'm not emotionally numb or retarded to the strange dichotomy I'm presenting but I think the older I get I can see what Abrahamic religions are putting out with end times. Maybe the weird fusion with Hinduism it's about death and rebirth.

 

[The Man From G.R.I.D.S.]

I hitch-hiked across the midwest, mountain states, and west coast. Can't think of any bad experiences except cops in SLC tolerating open drug abuse, pimping, theft, and scumbaggery. Mormons are the worst.

 

[Dolphin Lundgren]

A cop got mad at me when I was crossing the street. It was my turn to use the crosswalk. The sign clearly said I could walk. This police man in his car was getting mad because I was walking and he was trying to intimidate me into walking faster so he could drive his car. He started rushing his car forward and then slammed his brakes fast. I think he was trying to scare me into not crossing so he could go. I was a teenager when this happened.
Meanwhile I walked and thought "WTF."

 

[PorcupineTree]

I worked a residential job at a commuter college so my coworkers and I had an empty campus to ourselves during the night. We used to play this game called border hoppers.

If you are unfamiliar with this game, it entails going outside at night. One half of the group plays as immigrants trying to cross the border (reaching a designated landmark) and the other half plays as border patrol and chases people in golf carts. (Or cars, or on foot. depending on what’s available.) Immigrants become patrol officers if they get tagged.

A janitor understandably mistook us for trespassers one night and reported us to campus police. Apparently nothing else was going on because we got corralled by a total of three cop cars.

The police recognized one of their interns in our group, laughed about it and told us to knock it off. It was pretty cool.