i have run out of coke
It's police officers like you that give the force a bad name. Then again, it looks like you're a Merkin, so it goes without saying that such colonial fear-driven shenanigans would be first in your tiny mind.

Similar story to PRofBirmingham:
I was bicycling home one night from my gf's place in the 90s, and was stopped by some young tyke of a bobby in his jam sarnie sierra. "Where you off to then my lad?" he says, avoiding the policy of calling members of the public "sir" or "madam" in his eagerness to accuse me of some theft - me, a young punk-type in this, a rather well-to-do little village in Cambs. "I've been visiting my girlfriend," I reply politely.
"Oh, really? Where does she live and what's her name?"
"Her name is [ex-gf's name] and she lives at the police house up the road. Her dad's this village's resident policeman, you know - [ex-gf's Dad's name]?"
Bobby Tyke suddenlyt became abashed and rattled out what I've learned is the standard response in such mistaken stop'n'search cases: "Right you are sir, it's just that there have been a lot of burglaries in the area recently."
"Ah," says I, "I thought you were stopping me because I didn't have a back light on my bike."

And off I ride.
Cnut Bobby Tyke goes and tells my gf's dad that I was some gobby punk who insulted him and suggested he'd stopped me "because I was wearing a leather jacket".

Connection to the QOTW?
Well, ex-gf's Dad, after leaving the force, became a polititian through his Freemason connections. Ooo-ooh!

Doesn't stop his daughter from being a heroin-addict prostitute and madam whose whorehouse has been three times shut down by the police force her dad used to belong to...
( no cake for the impuritay Patrick Stewart hasn't aged since, Wed 21 Sep 2005, 10:38, Reply)