Shadowryche
03-20-2009, 01:44 AM
Two words from a cop that have cost me a load of money, maybe some jail time, and quite possibly my license. Went to the bar for St Patty's Day and had a few drinks with my friends. Between 7pm and 12am I drank four 12 ounce beers and an Irish Carbomb. I quit drinking alcohol around midnight and start drinking water and passing lots n lots of fluids to sober up for the drive home. Well 2:30 comes along and the bartender kicks everyone out.
Me and some friends then decide to walk back to our shop to sober up. But with it being such a nice night we just chilled on the front porch for a few minutes, not drinking or being loud. One of the local cops pulls up and yells at us to GO HOME! So its almost 3a.m. and I hadn't drank anything but water since midnight and am feeling no impairment what so ever. My buddy and I walk back to my car as I'm gonna give him a ride home, low and behold that cop who yelled at us is stalking us in the back alleyway and parking lots in town.
My friend needed some cash for gas money so he asks me to stop at the bank. I drive from the bar to the bank, and the cop follows us, then proceeds to circle the block four times while my friend gets cash from the ATM. Once that was done he follows us 3 miles before he finally flips his overheads on a block outside the city limits. As soon as I'm stopped he's at my window with the breathalizer not even asking for registration or license. Didn't even offer the field sobriety test. I blow a .09 which is .01 over the legal limit here. No miranda rights or anything he hauls me off to jail and tells me I'm lucky I don't get charged with possetion as he knew my friend had some weed on him. But of course he never searched him or anything and let him walk the last three blocks home.
We get down to the station where they give me another test, and I blow a .07. The arresting officer scoffed at the machine and wrote on the arrest report 0.12. So I spent 8 hours in the four man county holding cell with 20 other guys. Get to talk to the prosecuiting attorney tommorrow, gonna see about a plea bargin on the grounds of Entrapment, and this cops total disrespect for my rights. He couldn't even tell me what he pulled me over for other than he seen me drive from the bar parking lot.
Me and some friends then decide to walk back to our shop to sober up. But with it being such a nice night we just chilled on the front porch for a few minutes, not drinking or being loud. One of the local cops pulls up and yells at us to GO HOME! So its almost 3a.m. and I hadn't drank anything but water since midnight and am feeling no impairment what so ever. My buddy and I walk back to my car as I'm gonna give him a ride home, low and behold that cop who yelled at us is stalking us in the back alleyway and parking lots in town.
My friend needed some cash for gas money so he asks me to stop at the bank. I drive from the bar to the bank, and the cop follows us, then proceeds to circle the block four times while my friend gets cash from the ATM. Once that was done he follows us 3 miles before he finally flips his overheads on a block outside the city limits. As soon as I'm stopped he's at my window with the breathalizer not even asking for registration or license. Didn't even offer the field sobriety test. I blow a .09 which is .01 over the legal limit here. No miranda rights or anything he hauls me off to jail and tells me I'm lucky I don't get charged with possetion as he knew my friend had some weed on him. But of course he never searched him or anything and let him walk the last three blocks home.
We get down to the station where they give me another test, and I blow a .07. The arresting officer scoffed at the machine and wrote on the arrest report 0.12. So I spent 8 hours in the four man county holding cell with 20 other guys. Get to talk to the prosecuiting attorney tommorrow, gonna see about a plea bargin on the grounds of Entrapment, and this cops total disrespect for my rights. He couldn't even tell me what he pulled me over for other than he seen me drive from the bar parking lot.