The Police II
Enzyme asks: Have you ever been arrested? Been thrown down the stairs by the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, with hi-LAR-ious consequences? Or maybe you're a member of the police force with chortlesome anecdotes about particularly stupid people you've encountered.
Do tell.
( , Thu 5 May 2011, 18:42)
Enzyme asks: Have you ever been arrested? Been thrown down the stairs by the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, with hi-LAR-ious consequences? Or maybe you're a member of the police force with chortlesome anecdotes about particularly stupid people you've encountered.
Do tell.
( , Thu 5 May 2011, 18:42)
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It's nice when they're human
No big stories about armed police or anything...
I'm parked outside the bike shop, on the pavement and totally illegally. Whilst I was in the shop, two bike cops had turned up. I spotted them just as I had finished riding along a short stretch of pavement to get to the road again. They have their notepads out and are looking right at me. Shit. How many laws have I just broken?
A cheery wave and they set about ticketing the ass-hat who has parked their cage in the bike bay which was why I'd bounced on to the pavement in the first place.
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I'm on a clear bit of motorway. I'm late. I'm well into three figures. As in, jail-time three figures. A cop in the distance waves at me. Double-shits. I come off the gas, break into a cold sweat and wait to be pulled further up the road as I can begin to see more cops in the distance (car, van, few hi-vi jackets milling about).
As I get closer I see they appear to be fussing over some truck in lane 1 and ignore me totally.
I elect to continue my journey at a sane speed and arrive late and I've not been that monumentally stupid again.
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Cutting through the city, I filter to the head of snarled up traffic and observe a cop halting all the traffic. Just around the corner I can see a break-down truck and related recovery machinery. Cop spots me and via much hand-waving indicates I should proceed at a slow pace. Off I pootle through the closed road where they are lifting oodles of badly/illegally parked cars; perfectly safe for a motorbike to cut through at a walking pace, but you wouldn't want cars/buses trying to pass. Sweet.
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At the airport waiting for my lift home and a car pulls up at the arrivals area to pick someone up. Seconds later a marked car arrives behind them with sirens and lights going. Hee-ooj plod exits the police car and positively levitates his way in anger to the first driver who is extracted in no uncertain terms. They must have followed right behind him for at least 3 or 4 miles with lights and sirens (considering where the junctions are). The driver's crime? Driving at night with no lights on, and towards an airport to boot.
( , Tue 10 May 2011, 12:36, Reply)
No big stories about armed police or anything...
I'm parked outside the bike shop, on the pavement and totally illegally. Whilst I was in the shop, two bike cops had turned up. I spotted them just as I had finished riding along a short stretch of pavement to get to the road again. They have their notepads out and are looking right at me. Shit. How many laws have I just broken?
A cheery wave and they set about ticketing the ass-hat who has parked their cage in the bike bay which was why I'd bounced on to the pavement in the first place.
===
I'm on a clear bit of motorway. I'm late. I'm well into three figures. As in, jail-time three figures. A cop in the distance waves at me. Double-shits. I come off the gas, break into a cold sweat and wait to be pulled further up the road as I can begin to see more cops in the distance (car, van, few hi-vi jackets milling about).
As I get closer I see they appear to be fussing over some truck in lane 1 and ignore me totally.
I elect to continue my journey at a sane speed and arrive late and I've not been that monumentally stupid again.
===
Cutting through the city, I filter to the head of snarled up traffic and observe a cop halting all the traffic. Just around the corner I can see a break-down truck and related recovery machinery. Cop spots me and via much hand-waving indicates I should proceed at a slow pace. Off I pootle through the closed road where they are lifting oodles of badly/illegally parked cars; perfectly safe for a motorbike to cut through at a walking pace, but you wouldn't want cars/buses trying to pass. Sweet.
===
At the airport waiting for my lift home and a car pulls up at the arrivals area to pick someone up. Seconds later a marked car arrives behind them with sirens and lights going. Hee-ooj plod exits the police car and positively levitates his way in anger to the first driver who is extracted in no uncertain terms. They must have followed right behind him for at least 3 or 4 miles with lights and sirens (considering where the junctions are). The driver's crime? Driving at night with no lights on, and towards an airport to boot.
( , Tue 10 May 2011, 12:36, Reply)
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