Ever argue with a cop?

[Steve P.]

Almost....

Years ago there was a motorcycle cop downtown that had a
reputation for writing questionable tickets. Sure enough
while crusin' in my '68 Midget I get pulled over. Didn't do
anything wrong, so I wasn't sure what to expect. He starts
chewing me out for driving a "fuurin" car, they should be
illegal, blah, blah, blah. After several minues of this
I was starting to get seriously [censored], but asked what
he pulled me over for. One brake light was out, but it was
a danger to other drivers and he was going to have my
Midget towed.

At that moment there was an accident in an intersection
closeby and he tears off. Since he hadn't asked for
my license or registration, I just left.

Never had much use for cops ever since.

 

[Billm]

August 1974 I had just finished up a TDY at Seymore-Johnston Airbase near Raleigh NC and was heading home to Edwards Airbase in Calif. I had 3 days to get there and an 11 year old ('63) Corvair to do it in. Made it to Memphis the first evening doing around 85 the whole way, turned off to try to find the Navy base to stay in and got bagged doing 40 in a 35 zone! He made the mistake of asking why I was speeding and I said that I had just left Raleigh that morning and had to be at Edwards the day after tomorrow. I showed him my orders and he said that I had enough trouble already and told me to keep it down until I left Tennessee. He wasn't a fan of Navy guys but Air Force was OK.
I made it in 2 1/2 days total.
Bill

 

[Deleted member 8987]

There are more airplanes in the ocean than there are submarines in the sky.

 

[scoutll]

There are more airplanes in the ocean than there are submarines in the sky.

Actually, there are more planes in the ocean than submarines.... period. :banana:

This just means that submarines are quite limited in their uses.... airplanes on the other hand can multi-task They can be a flying machine, vehicle,, or even start a reef...

 

[JPSmit]

There are more airplanes in the ocean than there are submarines in the sky.

Actually, there are more planes in the ocean than submarines.... period. :banana:

there are more submarines in the West Edmonton Mall than the Canadian Navy.

 

[cl_miata]

Me and my bud (both from MI) were on our way back from New Hampshire where he bought a 1974 Buick Lesabre convertible, he was in the Buick while I was driving his Forester, well on the way back on a Massachusetts interstate it was snowy but the roads were salted and plowed and I was going with the flow of traffic at 65mph (the posted speed limit) well I passed a state cop, and as soon as he saw the MI license plate he pulled me over, was the most rude cop I have ever met, he didn't even ask about why the fact that I wasnt even in my own car, all he did was write me a ticket for going 25 over, when I questioned it, I was told that "today the speed limit was 40" and he walked away. I later went back to court to fight it (I was NOT accepting a 25 over ticket on my record) when it was my turn to represent to the magistrate, the rep. form the police department had no idea what was going on since I was indeed going 65 in a 65, after 5 minutes of the representative from the police trying to put together a case in front of the magistrate, the magistrate took the papers from him, looked them over, and threw the case out. Now that I think of it I should have filed a formal complain against the cop, but to late now

 

[tao724]

My story isnt so much an argument, as it is a story. 1978 I was living in Marietta Georgia. Friday night and my room mates left for the weekend. I decide to drive to Myrtle Beach for the weekend. I get their sometime Saturday, hang around for awhile, the majority of the 'kids' their were quite a bit younger than me, so I decide to head back to Atlanta. Its around 1 am, somewhere in the middle of South Carolina, and I'm doing about 80 mph with no one else on the road for 30-60 minutes. Up ahead two headlights coming my way. I think to myself, the odds of that being a cop must be pretty low, so I dont slow down. (Wrong!). We buzz by each other, and in my rear view mirror I see him turn around, blue light on, I'm pulled over. He talks to me and tells me its a $20.00 fine. I notice their is no clip board or ticket book in his hand....in my youthfull way of thinking, I decide to play this out a bit. I say to him, I'm short of cash, just barely enough to get back home (that was kind of true!. He reminds me its Saturday night, the station is just a few miles away, and the judge can here my plea Monday morning! Again in my youthful brain I weigh my options and say; (this is an exact quote).: "let me dig a little deeper in my other pocket", find a $20.00 bill, politely hand it to him, apon which he tells me to slow it down, he walks away, and I head back to marietta, party money gone and a story to tell my room mates Sunday night!

 

[mrsprite]

The only other time I had an issue with a cop was about 2 1/2 years ago. I had bought a car from a guy in Minnesota and flew there with plans of driving it back to Colorado. The car was rougher than I thought, but still within the range of what I paid for it. The exhaust was in horrible shape......no muffler and plenty of bad welds too. Being an idiot (I freely admit to that on occasion), I decide to put some plates from a different car on it for the drive home. For some stupid reason it never occured to me that I could get a temporary tag right there in Minnesota). Anyway, I am less than an hour outside the town I bought the car in when a cop passed me going in the opposite direction. I was doing the speed limit, but he does a U-turn and, of course, pulls me over. He pulled me over for a loud exhaust! I complained a bit because even though it was loud, it wasn't obnoxious and I have seen/heard many cars that were louder. That was just the tip of the iceberg. He also ran the plates, so I got that ticket on top of a few other that he tacked on (I can't remember what they were). It came to just over $500 in fines!

This is where I got [censored] off. In all my travels and all the tickets I have gotten over the years, I have always received the ticket from the cop with the court date and been on my way. I either paid the fine by a certain date or show up to court to fight it (I usually just paid the out of state tickets) Nope! Not in Minnesota. He felt like I was some sort of risk to not show up for court since I lived 700+ miles away so I had to "post bail" on the ticket, which coincidentally equalled the total fine. If I refused or did not have the money then I would have to see the judge. Of course it was late afternoon on a Friday, so I would have to be detained until Monday. I had to hit up an ATM in some podunk little town that wouldn't let me withdraw more than $200 at a time and charged me $5 for each withdrawl. I got a temp tag and left that ****hole as fast as I could. I still feel like I was found guilty without a trial....should've called the ACLU.

I'm over that incident mainly because I actually did do something wrong and even though I disagree with the manner by which I was pulled over (loud exhaust??? really?), I was in the wrong and accept the punishment I received. This latest incident still has me miffed because I was 100% positive I was doing nothing wrong. How does one defend themselves from something like that? A cop says I was speeding, I say I wasn't......who is a judge going to believe? Exactly. Even without any real proof, the courts will almost always side with the cop and that pisses me off like you wouldn't believe. The more you try to defend yourself, the more defensive you get (naturally) so the more guilty you look......it's a lose-lose situation.

That said, I enjoyed reading all of the stories you guys posted. It's interesting and fun to hear about other peoples 'run-ins with the law' stories. I have plenty more myself, but will keep them to myself for now.