After reading Cossey’s supercop thread, i figured id start one and have everyone share their own encounters of these superpigs! :shifty
about 3 years ago i was out in Amsterdam with my first DA over by emerald cinemas. its about midnight and very little if any traffic. So as i was pulling out goin towards hagamen i went a little into it. Saw a car commin just about where dunkin donuts was., didnt think much of it. goin down that little dip i noticed my dash lights werent on, flicked em off then back on and were working again. apparently that car behind me was none other than one of amsterico’s finest. by the time i had got to the little vet place on the right, the car was lit up like a chistmas tree. i pull over and up waslks this little officious twat of a cop and asks if i knew why she pulled me over. wasnt speeding so i had no idea. she also notices i got 2 cp in the car with me, and neither of them have id :facepalm takes my papers pack to the car. 5 min goes by, 10…15…20… TWENTY FIVE fucking minutes later she comes back with a fist full of tickets : unsafe start, imprudent speed, no plate light and no lights. i dont know WHAT kinda god complex this bitch had but she was PISSED at me! get a supporting dep for em and they said i “did squeal my tires exiting the parking lot” went back to look…gravel! hmm OK didnt know you could squeel tires on gravel but lets go with that go to court and the judge askes the usual “do you understand what you are being charged with?” told him i had no idea what the imprudent speed was, “were you speeding?” no did you cross the yellow or white lines?" no " was it inclemtnet weather?" clear skies. paused for a second with a confused look on his face and sad he had no idea why i got them either. long story short, light malfunction ticket, 75 bucks no points. moral: dont go to amsterdam period:shifty
I never really encountered a super cop, most of my stories are of myself being a young jackass and telling cops off. My best one was probably telling a cop that NYS law can kiss my ass after he wrote me an exhaust ticket out in Greenwich, got 2 more tickets after that one.
Everytime I have been pulled over was because I was doing something wrong…so no stories here. Actually, I have more stories of cops giving me breaks than I do them being dicks…
I was driving my new 5 liter Stang to work on the Thruway with my ex-wife sitting next to me reading the paper. It was 6:30 am and there were hardly any cars around so I opened her up. The speedo only went to 85mph in those cars, but going by the tach I was doing over 120mph. All was good and I started slowing down. At around 90mph I notice this small car behind me with a red flashing light on the dashboard. Uh-oh. I hit the brakes hard and pulled over to the slow lane. He overshoots me by like 10 car lengths and motions me to pull over. So I’m on the side of the road wondering how long he had been following me … 90mph? 120mph? He walks up to my car with a pipe in his mouth, a tall older guy. He said “Do you know how fast you were going?” I said “75mph?” He said “I was going 75mph when you passed me like I was standing still!”
He tells me he doesn’t have a ticket book on him because he was on his way to work. He was an instructor at the State Police Academy (said his rank was Major or something). So I’m told to follow him to the next exit and wait until a marked unit arrived. A few minutes later a cruiser shows up with 2 younger troopers. One comes over to me and says “So, you tried to outrun him?” I said “No way! As soon as I saw him I pulled over”.
They ended giving me a ticket for 75/55 because the Major didn’t have radar. But since that was my 3rd speeding in 18 months, I told them it didn’t make any difference what they wrote because I was going to lose my license anyways. Well, one year + one lawyer + several postponements later, the trooper never shows up in court and the ticket gets thrown out. Funny thing to all this is that 6 months later I went to renew my registration at DMV and they inform me that I was driving with a revoked license! Apparently, the court never processed the papers that threw out the ticket so I had been driving with a suspended license the whole time. Back to the lawyer again … and finally everything got settled.
The only time I got a ticket was for a brake light out - by a Nisky cop, big surprise.
He had every right to sure, it just aggrivated me how rude about it he was being.
I explained that the car had been having electrical issues, I even had bulbs in the car at the time, I could have done a switch right then and there if he wanted me to. Nope. Didn’t care. Just wanted to write a ticket.
Well, the reason I get away with so much shit is because I have a LOT of friends and family in various enforcement agencies, so I always drop a name to the officer. It USUALLY works.