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Originally Posted by Feuer Frei!
No amount of 'common sense' or yes sirs will make your day any better if you get some cowboy who just got assigned to a precinct after graduating from the Police academy.
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Brings to mind an incident from about 1970-1. I was living in one of the many small towns that make up the whole of the Los Angeles area, each with their own police departments, albeit very small ones. I used to work swing shift at a bank data processing center and would get off work at about 1:00 am. It was my habit to go down to a local supermarket where the morning edition of the newspapers would be dropped off in the vending machines outside. The market had closed for the day some hours before. I bought my papers and drove away; I got about a couple of blocks when a patrol car came up behind me and lit me up. I pulled over and saw two cops get out, one about my age (20) and an older officer. The younger cop handled the stop and with great enthusiasm for the task. Since I was a long-haired guy, I got the idea he was seeing visions of his first narco bust or maybe, even, a wild hippie revolutionary caught in the act of planting a bomb at the local supermart. He asked for my ID, gave it to the other officer to run. and then proceed to pepper me with all manner of questions; he even went through my entire car looking for God knows what. Coming up with absolutely nothing, he asked his partner what my ID check turned up; he was crestfallen to hear my record was absolutely clean (and still is, to this day). He then turned to me and demanded, "Have you ever been arrested!?". My answer: "No". He then practically shouted "Why not!!?". That was when the older officer stepped in, telling the young cop to go back to the car. The older cop handed me back my ID, apologizing for the actions of the young guy, saying, "He's new"; I said, "Yeah, I noticed a bit"...
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