Any Funny Stories While Being Pulled Over? (vehicle, toll, drivers)

[Thulsa]

I was on-call at the hospital that week and got a page at about 3:00AM, so I had to go in to work.
At an intersection near my house, the traffic light doesn't change at night unless it senses a car, and my 1991 Corolla for some reason was ignored by traffic sensors everywhere. I listened to two songs on the radio waiting for someone else to come along (this is a police-dense area so I didn't just run it), but no luck. There's still trouble at work, gotta go.
So I make a right-turn on red from the left lane planning to go to the next intersection left and around the block, but I turned too soon and started up a short dead-end and did a U-turn there in the middle of the street just as two cruisers pass by and the man flashes his blue lights.
So I stop roll down my window, turn on the dome light, wait a bit and decide he might like to see my hands (it's pitch dark there) so I put my hands resting just on the top of the at the window where he can see them. He pulls up beside me, window-to window, and says "Uh, what do you want?"


Huh?
I said, well I thought you saw me make the right turn on red from the left lane and then make the flying U-turn here.


"What", he says "No I didn't see any of that. Am I supposed to give you a ticket or something?"
(mentally face-palm)
I say, "I saw your blue lights and thought you were telling me to stop."


He says: "Have you been drinking?"
(Aww, crap. I didn't at drink at all back then, but now this might take a while to solve.)
I say "No, I don't drink. I'm on-call at the hospital and am kinda in a hurry."


He says he had flashed his lights at the other cop going the other wa;, they were both supposed to be going to a strip club up ahead that should be closing at 3:00AM.


He laughed and said "It's not every night someone pulls me over and tells me what they did to deserve a ticket. But I have to get to the club to send them all home and don't have time to write your ticket. Some other time, huh? Goodby"


So that's my experience at pulling a cop over.

[Vectoris]

My husband was driving downtown to pick up our (somewhat errant) daughter after midnight, from some type of awful nightclub. I think it was a red light that he went through, and as the cop approached his car he rolled down the window and yelled frantically "Thank GOD you're here. I can't find my daughter!"

The cop was extremely understanding as my husband started rambling about raves and teenagers getting into fights, and (even though he knew where he was going) he had to make up some elaborate story on the fly about our daughter being at a club, and he didn't know where it was, and couldn't remember the name of it, blah blah.. they were helpful enough to escort him there. No ticket.

[rbohm]

years ago i had bought a new(used but new to me) car that had more power than my previous car. one night heading to work, it had been raining all day, i was turning to get on the freeway to get to work and i spun the tires and slid sideways a bit. little did i know the guy that turned left in behind me was a highway patrol officer.

got on the freeway and was rolling along at 64mph in a 55 zone. about 100 yards before my exit, he lite me up. he started asking me questions like where was i coming from, how much i had to drink etc. i told him i was coming from home to work, and i had nothing to drink. he asked where i worked, and i replied, you see the holiday inn sign? he said yes. i said that is where i work. he asked what hours i worked i said 11-7. he said i had worse hours than he did.

he wrote me up for wasting a finite. a $20 fine. when i went to the courthouse the next morning to pay the ticket. they said they had no record of said ticket. i told them i only got it last night. i gave them a check and a copy of the ticket. it was kind of fun confusing the people involved.

[City Guy997S]

Originally Posted by Wartrace

I've got a "near miss" story.

I'm 18 or 19 years old at the time driving home from a bar. I wasn't drunk (I usually quit drinking after 3 or 4 beers and switch to water). I am going down a two lane road with a 30 mph limit and come up on a car going about 10mph and weaving a bit. I figure I will pass him and be on my way. As soon as I do he speeds up and we are side by side going at least 60mph. We fly past a school where two sheriffs deputies are sitting in their cars chatting. I was in the far lane and don't know if they even saw my car. Just past the school there is a dip in the road with a subdivision street. The minute I saw the cops I killed my lights and slowed down in the dip. I turned onto the subdivision street and parked my car in the first driveway. The cops flew by on the main road in pursuit of the other guy.

After about ten minutes I got back on the road and saw two sets of cop lights on the side of the road. I took an alternate route home and all was good.

I thought it was funny this idiot doing what he did and probably getting a speeding ticket and DUI. If he had just let me by he might have avoided all that.

Similar story:

I'm 16 yrs old going to pick up a pizza in my mom's conversion van (you know it had a 305 V8 so it must be fast right?). Cops running radar on a split 2 way street (one lane each direction with a 10 ft median separating them). 2-3 cops writing as fast as their ball point pens would go! So I get the pizza, on my way back and a guy in a Porsche 944 cuts me off. I get to the light and pull along side him.....remember it soon cuts down to a single lane where the cops are waiting. Light is red so I roll up a little like I am going to jump the start and then when the light turns green it is pedal to the medal! Mr. 944 takes the bait and shows me exactly how fast his Porsche goes! I slow down at the bend just before the curve and the road goes into the single lane. Mr. 944 had to be going 60-70 mph in a 30 ......he got pulled over and got some paperwork!

[coschristi]

23 years ago BF picks me up from work at 1130pm with sleeping 1yr old in his car seat. We can hear a lot of commotion a block over; loud music, screaming ...So he decides to circle the block to see whats going on. There was a house all lit up, people everywhere outside. We thought it was just a loud party so we started heading home.

I should have been driving (BF had suspended license) but I had been on my feet for 8+ hours (RN Supervisor at very large LTC) & I was exhausted.

After about half a mile BF asks me "am I swerving or something?". Turns out he's getting paced by 2 cops who are following turn for turn.

1 more mile down the road & all H*ll breaks loose; we are forced off the road by literally 10 more cruisers that come out of nowhere. Doors flying open, cops crouched behind the doors with guns drawn, a bullhorn voice demanding us out of the car & "Faces in the dirt. NOW!" Thats when I realized they were all in black with SWAT in big white letters.

BF is freaking & he's on the ground spreadeagled just as demanded with 4 cops cuffing him. Me; I'm pissed. I start yelling "Theres a baby in the car & I'm in my Whites! I'm not getting on the ground!" (Back then nurses still wore white)

BF is screaming at me "For God's sake do what they tell you & put your face in the dirt!"

But then you hear the cops start yelling at each other "Passenger is a female & there is a CHILD in the car!"

Suddenly the cops stand up & put the guns down. They run over to uncuff BF & start apologizing profusely "So sorry. Mistaken identity. Blah blah.."

I was still pissed & wouldn't shake they're hands. Turns out all the commotion by my work had been a party & a drive-by shooting had just occured. When some of the witnesses saw us circling around they had mistakenly thought we were the shooters & had given the cops a description of our car.

BF was just relieved that the cops were so apologetic that he wasn't in trouble for driving with a suspended license. I was still mad because they admitted that they were looking for 4 juvenile males & they had pulled over a couple with a kid in a car seat.

Obviously BF hand me the keys to drive home ... AND THE CAR WON'T START!

(Car: 1972 primer grey Chevy Nova with a 3 speed Hurst racing clutch)

The still embarrassed & apologetic cops end up having to give us a push start.

So there I am at 12am in my whites with an entire SWAT team pushing my Nova down the road; OMG ...

[Iconographer]

A friend of mine is a 70 year old cross dresser that was driving through rural TN in full drag when a tire went flat. He got out and began to change the tire when a man about 20 pulled over and offered a hand. In a falsetto voice my friend said that he would appreciate it. The young man changed the tire and my friend thanked him profusely. "Not to worry, ma'am," he replied, "if my grandma was in trouble I hope that someone would help her out."

[jbgusa]

In 1986 I was driving from Quebec City back to New York by way of Montreal. When the speed limit dropped from 100 km to 90 I kept my foot on the pedal a bit too long. The officer spoke broken Quebecois English. He asked if I knew how fast I was going.

I said, "Officer, I was a bit confused by the metric speed limit. But I wasn't littering, had my seat belt on and was a good visitor. Can you let me off with a warning?" He said "I can't give a warning. I can either write you a ticket or let you go." I told him my choice was to be let go. He said "have a good day."

Little did I know how lucky I was; New York has reciprocity with no U.S. states, but only two jurisdictions, Quebec and Ontario, both Canadian provinces. I guess that's to catch Canadians with a lead foot trying to go from Niagara to the Thousand Islands or Quebec on better, faster roads.

I will save my next Canadian ticket story for a later post after a few others come and go. Stay tuned.

[Scratch33]

GF & I were once in a group of about a dozen sportbike riders who got stopped for doing 137 (indicated) on a highway in rural WV. And nobody went to jail or even got a ticket.

[stan4]

I had just gotten my license.
You have to know my parents were pretty strict about road safety and following rules.

My mother was in the car with me. We were buying shoes for a mission trip I was going on.
We had exited a highway from which pretty much every street has a minimum 40mph.

I was going 42 (or so the cop said) when he pulled me over. In a 35.

I was like, "I'm screwed. I'm dead. My car is gone. That's it."

Nope.

My mom was like, "There's no freakin' sign anywhere with the speed limit on it!!" (There wasn't...we hadn't actually gone far enough down the road before we were pulled over to see any sign.) "Since when is any major road in this part of town (this was just south of where we normally drive but a road we'd never used) 35mph!!???"

*I* was the one telling her to chill out and just took the ticket.

[wiseguymn]

When I was 18 I bought 5 acres and a mobile home about a mile out of time.
This was in the middle 80s
My place soon became one of the normal party places.
I was working out of town for a few months and got back in town for Christmas.
Some friends came by to pick me up to go to a party someplace.
While driving through town we got pulled over the police officer came up to talk to the driver.
Then he looks at me and asks me, by my name when I got back in town.
I had never actually met any of the officers in that town and was a little surprised how well they knew me.
I did kind of slow down the parties after that.
None of us really ever did know why we got pulled over that night.