Ok, so I made some careless tactical errors tonight. I was smoking up in my car with over half an ounce in my possession, wasn't really concerning me since I have a really good hiding spot. But I made the critical error of warming my car up in the middle of a session, with it being really cold out, the exhaust from my car gave away my position and before I knew it a unmarked police vehicle pulled up in my little nook and put the lights on.
Needless to say I thought I was toast. I quickly removed everything from plain sight, but I knew there was going to be no getting around the smell at this point, I rolled my window down and prepared for the worst. He asked for my license and registration which I managed to procure for him smoothly enough. He began asking questions about what I was doing there, if there was anybody else coming. I knew he was obviously pegging me as a drug dealer, and I knew he was going to want to get inside my car and check out the goods. I knew I had to say no to a search, but I know these guys aren't stupid, if the smell wasn't enough, refusing a search is the biggest red flag I don't want to raise.
He returned to his vehicle and I sat there for a few minutes, he came back, asked if this is a regular occurrence for me. I told him no, and gave him the honest truth of it. I'm restless and displaced due to dealing with a very troublesome elbow fracture. And with that he gave me back my license and papers and he bid me a good night. Didn't even mention the smell.
I'm unsure what exactly saved me here, did I just handle the situation a lot better than I think I did, or maybe this cop really just didn't want to bust me? I would almost think it's the latter, but once again, it's almost certain he thought I was a dealer, I'm baffled he didn't try and get in the car.
Needless to say, I've learned my lesson, as many precautions as I normally take, I knew I was always playing the odds game smoking in my car.
Needless to say I thought I was toast. I quickly removed everything from plain sight, but I knew there was going to be no getting around the smell at this point, I rolled my window down and prepared for the worst. He asked for my license and registration which I managed to procure for him smoothly enough. He began asking questions about what I was doing there, if there was anybody else coming. I knew he was obviously pegging me as a drug dealer, and I knew he was going to want to get inside my car and check out the goods. I knew I had to say no to a search, but I know these guys aren't stupid, if the smell wasn't enough, refusing a search is the biggest red flag I don't want to raise.
He returned to his vehicle and I sat there for a few minutes, he came back, asked if this is a regular occurrence for me. I told him no, and gave him the honest truth of it. I'm restless and displaced due to dealing with a very troublesome elbow fracture. And with that he gave me back my license and papers and he bid me a good night. Didn't even mention the smell.
I'm unsure what exactly saved me here, did I just handle the situation a lot better than I think I did, or maybe this cop really just didn't want to bust me? I would almost think it's the latter, but once again, it's almost certain he thought I was a dealer, I'm baffled he didn't try and get in the car.
Needless to say, I've learned my lesson, as many precautions as I normally take, I knew I was always playing the odds game smoking in my car.
