>When keeping it real goes too far
There was a time, long ago, when anon was a teenager. 16, to be precise. This anon locked his keys in his car while rushing to make first period. Didn't realize it all day long until time to dismiss. Walked all the way to the car, and turned around to go back to talk to officer "B". Everyone knew him. He was the high school police officer. There to protect and serve. He was a "by the book" type.
Now I was brought up to always respect law enforcement. They do the job no one else wants to do, and they catch all sorts of shit for it. I do, to this day, love and respect law enforcement. Having said that, my teen and adult years have taught me there's different types of people in the world. Many different types.
Officer "B" was at his desk. I walked in, and pleaded for help.
Me: "Officer B, I've locked my keys in my car. My uncle, who's an officer in <insert shitsville>, once told me you guys always keep a jimmy kit. Is there any way possible you can help me? I have to give all my friends a ride home".
Officer B: "Is that so? What kind of car is it?"
Me: "1984 escort, sir."
Officer B: "Oh, those are my specialty."
Me: "Thank you, sir! I really appreciate it!"
>Anon was going to have to work a double shift at the "restaurant" to pay the 100-dollar locksmith fee to get out of this bind, which meant asking for a loan from grandma; which I didn't want to do for reasons and shit.
Officer B: "Let's ride to your car. But I need you to ride in the back. It's the rules."
Me: "O…K?"
Everyone at school hanging out and chatting doing after school activities: "HO HO HO!!! Look at ANON! WTF DID HE DO?!?!?!"
Me: "WTF… he's doing this shit on purpose, isn't he?"
Officer B: "Alright, just a minute, we'll get you in, in a jiff".
Friends waiting at car; whispering: "Dude, why'd you have to ride in the back?"
Me: Like a deer in headlights, shrugging.
>15 minutes later
Officer B: "There ya go!"
Me: "Thank you so much, sir!"
Next day at school was… fucked up. Later on in life, I met a nice officer that gave me a ticket because my boss let my IFTA sticker expire. I was driving in another state, hauling cars. That officer invited me to sit in the front seat, and we had a nice chat about what half of the equipment does in his car, and he very nicely explained what the ticket was for, and how to handle the situation.
Boss man let that go without paying the find and fixing the ticket. I got a warrant for my arrest in <insert shithole stateissued to boss man's address. Found that out on a lunch break. Situation got handled but I learned a lesson.
Some police officers are great. Some are fuckers. To all you officers reading this, don't be fuckers. Be nice. FFS, be nice. Not all teenage kids are bad apples.