shattascam
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Mid-may. Had a few puffs, went to get coffee. Pulled over for taking turn in wrong lane. Thought it was turning lane. My bad, my mistake officer. Officer Jimbob wouldn't let it go. Out of the car, roadside olympics (stand on your foot, wave your hands in your air like you just don't care, do backwards somersaults, do three cartwheels while saying you will suck the cop's dick, etc). Out come the cuffs. Officer Jimbob dramatically drops the line he's been waiting to say "I'm arresting you for suspicion of DUI." Back to the station. Joined by Jr. Officer Slim Chance who is the drug toxicology expert (after a thorough 2-week course). Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum play the jock shit tough guy game and ask me more questions and shine lights in my eyes and make me piss in a cup while the officer is basically standing next to me and make me blow in a machine. Rant to me about the heinousness of my crime for a bit more, interrogate me further including asking personal information then let me go while warning they will hunt me down if I drive stoned again.
Court date set. Contact public defender and arrange for representation. Public defender tells me that unknown to me, I am not required to take the roadside sobriety test. I could have simply refused that and refused to answer any questions (rather than admit to smoking, which I ended up doing because I feared prosecution after lying), and all they could have done is made me do the drug tests and that would be it. My PD is not optimistic about the outcome nor am I.
In court. Public defender informs me I am not likely going to get out of this. The best he can do is make it so at least i don't have to fucking come back to court yet again in August. I get $900 fine and 6 months license revocation with conditional license which means I cannot drive anywhere except work, urgent medical appointments, and a 3 hour "leisure window" on Sundays. Fuck i couldn't even have a real good lay in 3 hours. Shake public defender's hand (he was a decent dude), on the way out try to be a niceguy and shake cop court guard's hand. He's weird about it then puts his hand on my back and basically fucking pushes me out the door and says "get outta here". Fuck you you stupid fat bitch don't fucking touch me or I will sue your lard ass off and you will be living in a tent behind Walmart and i'll be selling YOU weed so you can deal with the shame and despair of being an ex law enforcement now penniless homeless bum.
In short, never, ever, ever give them anything to go off. They take an inch and go a mile so that they can make money, and they're usually pricks about it to boot. But you all prolly knew that.
Court date set. Contact public defender and arrange for representation. Public defender tells me that unknown to me, I am not required to take the roadside sobriety test. I could have simply refused that and refused to answer any questions (rather than admit to smoking, which I ended up doing because I feared prosecution after lying), and all they could have done is made me do the drug tests and that would be it. My PD is not optimistic about the outcome nor am I.
In court. Public defender informs me I am not likely going to get out of this. The best he can do is make it so at least i don't have to fucking come back to court yet again in August. I get $900 fine and 6 months license revocation with conditional license which means I cannot drive anywhere except work, urgent medical appointments, and a 3 hour "leisure window" on Sundays. Fuck i couldn't even have a real good lay in 3 hours. Shake public defender's hand (he was a decent dude), on the way out try to be a niceguy and shake cop court guard's hand. He's weird about it then puts his hand on my back and basically fucking pushes me out the door and says "get outta here". Fuck you you stupid fat bitch don't fucking touch me or I will sue your lard ass off and you will be living in a tent behind Walmart and i'll be selling YOU weed so you can deal with the shame and despair of being an ex law enforcement now penniless homeless bum.
In short, never, ever, ever give them anything to go off. They take an inch and go a mile so that they can make money, and they're usually pricks about it to boot. But you all prolly knew that.