A strange, new thing for me- a buddy from the track that races a drag bike and hosts the Eureka P.D. Street Legal drags has a cool sense of humor. I work alot with him @ the track, and my crew have encountered him here & there, once at a sobriety checkpoint, in which he good naturedly suggested to his partner that the chain steering wheel be written up. Was on a busy to-do run before Work, today, saw a cop-bike pull into traffic near me, naturally got nervous (thinking of the Volvo's faulty taillight wiring), started thinking of him. He pulled up even with me, sure enough: "Hey criminal, wassup?" Felt wierd to NOT be intimaded by his helmet, shades & Garth Brooks mike, just glad to joke with him. Of course, gotta make double-sure I don't screw up someday... Normally I've had the worst luck with bike-cops in particular. So are you friends with someone with the local force? Does it ever present itself in a funny way? Do tell....
I have beeen around law enforcement guys my whole life, some are just regular guys, and some are "on duty" 24/7. I had a cop living behind me, across a common alley between our garages. He was major gearhead and always had something going on in his garage. When i was building my '46 Chevy he was always stopping over, sometimes in his uniform, sometimes in a tee shirt. One day i had just gotten the brakes and steering all set up and was out in the alley testing it. He came out to the alley and asked when we were gonna take it for a ride. I told him the obvbious; the car had no front sheet metal on it, no glass, no rear fenders, no lights and five feet of straight pipe for exhaust....and the gas supply was a five gallon can on the passengers floor. He says "No problem, I got ya covered" as he jumped in and grabbed the gas can. Off we went for a great ride around the nieghborhood, that ride gave me the needed incentive to get the car done fast! The same guy gave me a ride in his nasty 67 "Cuda, got the thing sideways in the first three gears....on a main street about two blocks from home!!!! Great guy, he retired from the force and now crews on a stock car team.
In the late 50's and early 60's, when I was a young boy, my neighbor was a policeman. He was a imposing figure of authority at 6'3 and 240 pounds. He had a basement under his house where he tinkered and played. My first ride in a 32 Ford was his 32 Ford coupe. When It was cold he would sometimes give me a ride to school instead of waiting on the school bus. His coupe had no heater but it was way better than standing in the cold and it was so impressive to pull up in front of school in a 32 Ford Hot Rod . His coupe had a big, noisy V8 with 3 carbs and no hood. I now believe it was a J2 Oldsmobile. Sadly, we moved to another city 250 miles away and I lost contact with him. 20 years ago I went back as a adult and tried to find him and the 32 Ford coupe without any luck. I would LOVE to find that coupe, especially if it is like it was back then. It would fit the HAMB perfect.
Years back word was out a new cop in town was asking questions about me.Leaving word I was supposed to come to the police station and ask for him. now i know if you are innocent you have nothing to fear but since i was no angel i avoided him. One day at lunch lo and behold there,s a cruiser parked in my driveway waiting for me....Turns out the cop was a gear head new in town who heard that i could find him whatever he wanted for his 69 Chevelle.We became friends for years before he took a transfer to another town.
I work at the Local QFC(grocery store)...it is at the center of the 5 beats in North Everett and also on the main drag for the County Sherriff and the State Patrol......they all get there coffee, lunch , dinner, excetera from us.....some even come in to ask about the drug scene and such as we see it in the store before they see it on the strets a few days later....I have got to know most the cops in town, and am pretty good friends with a few of them... WHen I have Parties they all cruise by for eats and to make sure all is ok.....even had one say he followed a guy out of my place to make sure he got to the freeway safe before....and when the cops are your buddy they tend to look the other way when people leave your house with their Car or Bike going sideways with smoke!!
I pulled into my cousin's driveway one afternoon after riding 250 miles to see him. He was a 1% er and into cars as well as bikes. As I got off my bike I looked up and saw him on the deck with a beer and then heard a car pull up behind me. I looked around and to my servere dislike it was a cop. I was really pissed I'd bought a cop to his house. I thought Id really stuffed up. To say I was fucking surprised when he walks up and says "you must be Pete?" I was thinking thier intell must be really good as I rarely saw my cuz and thought that they must have already run my plate. I looked up at my Cuz and he was laughing his ass off. The cop was actually his nieghbour and they got along like a house on fire. Im pretty sure the bastard set it up too, but he'd never admit it and sadly wont ever get the chance to do so. On the flip side my best mate was shot dead by the cops after going insane, although they didnt have much of a choice. "Never take a knife (or somoan sword) to a gun fight".
I don't know if I'd call it a 'relationship', but I think I've been pretty much fucked by a few cops over the years.
In the past, i've had problems with cops and cops have had problems with me. That was years ago though... Nowadays, I think we're even and we separately have gotten on our own ways. I'm a pretty tall guy though-- and tall guys should know the risk of running into that unique cop-- aka the guy with a chip on his shoulder who became a cop because he has short mans syndrome. I beware of that guy to this day... -scott noteboom
Here in Allegan county where I live, the cops are just basically revenue agents for the government. Go 1 mile over the limit and it's a $140 fine.... It's a speed limit, not a speed requirement....
There was one year I was at my worst, in my 70 chevelle ss396 I received over 20 traffic violation tickets. I got to know them all by name and most of the time we hung out for awhile. You might be thinking well if they were so friendly why not let me go? They always did cut me slack by only writing the ticket for half of what I was actually doing because I was always doubling or tripling the limit, burning out of stop lights, walking it sideways through downtown, stupid shit like that. I got all that outta my system, now I'm strictly 50's and back and an inline fan. I love hoppin up an inline but that doesn't mean I treat it like a race car when I'm done.
I have a brother that has 17or18yrs on the job, but no cool stories with him. I was working atg a furniture store outside of Atlanta 11years ago. Making my way to work one day I had one of the local patrol cars get behind me. He blue lighted me as I was parking. I was in my old Elco, with nevada plates, georgia insurance, and a north carolina lic. I did not think it would go well. I was told I needed to get my paperwork changed soon. I was all legal, but not for long. The cops name was Greg. He said he would be keeping an eye on me. Not to long afterward he became a regular at the store. He would stop buy and let me know he was still "keeping an eye" on me. I ended up hiring him as a part time salesman. He was hanging out at the store always talking to my customers, so it worked to my advantage. People think something is wrong when they see a police cruiser in the parking lot. I think that comes from the average citizen only having contact with the police when they get a ticket for doing something wrong. Greg was pulling into my parking lot in his patrol car one day. It was early in the morning, no customers were there. He tried to powerslide, or some other bullshit into the parking stall. Well he was going to fast and hit one of the stucco columns on the sidewalk. He looked so scared, I was LMAO. He hit hard I thought the airbags would pop. He got out of the car and looked at the front bumper, it was not hurt bad, there was a big hole in the stucco. I was 21 at the time, and Greg was only a year or two older. I realized that he was just a regular guy, that had a badge and a gun. A policeman is just doing a job, some do it better than others, but they are still mostly regular guys. When ever I get pulled over, or go threw a license check I wonder if the officer that I am talking to was like Greg. I bet most of them have done stupid stuff, and I have learned that they are not out to get me.
i work for a towing company that has a police towing contract. i know all the night guys and they let us slide on traffic laws. the most fun has to be chasing the police chases or running crashes.
My father was a cop (retired), and he got me good once. He pulled me over, and I had no clue it was him. I'm shuffling for my license, registration, insurance, etc, and he gets up to the window that I already rolled down and said "So, you'll be at thanksgiving dinner tomorrow at 4pm right?" It was funny as hell. The other cop I'm really friendly with is the leader/organiser for our hearse club in the Detroit area. He's about to retire as well. He's got 4 hearses, and a few caskets laying around, so he's considered creepy by his neighbours, but he's alright with me.
As of right now both of my painter/preppers are cops. I get to hear all of the shit that goes on in the department. The corruption and the beatings...
Living in a small mountain town in AZ and owning the only mortgage company here, we get a chance to meet everyone. We have done mortgages for every state and county cop around. Even had one of the state boys do my cement slab. And rather go to the local DMV to have my old cars inspected, the county sheriff comes to the house and takes care of everything right in the garage.
I have a cop that lives about eight houses down from me who has been a great source of 'yeah you can get away with that' and 'ohhhh, I would do that' when it comes to what I'm planning to do with my car. I've already promised him one of the first rides when it's roadworthy. He's a good guy and a great neighbor. Not to mention the feeling we all get knowing that this guy lives here. We have an almost 0 crime rate in this plat. Vance
yea there are some really cool ones, but very few...most are on a big power trip and only have cops for freinds....lets here it for the few...........
hehehe.... I got pulled over last night for doin 62 in a 40... he kept asking if he knew me from somewhere. I told him that I get pulled over a lot, but hardly in his jurisdiction. He ran my plates, checked insurance etc etc.... then came back to my car for me to sign the ticket. As I'm signing it, he says "I remember you now! You always stop in at IHOP after you get off work and come break our chops! I'd let you go, but I've already called the ticket in and wrote it all out." hahah.... he also brought up me trying to race some cop friend of his leaving Taco Cabana one night.....
My bros a cop and sometimes he and I are at the same place i.e a gas station and i'll punch him in the arm and then run 'freaks everyone out' I got pulled over for doing 80 in a 35 in my 73 Gremlin drag car and thinking i was doomed i got a wrning as the cop that pulled me over owned a 468 BB chevy pwd S10
When I was a kid my neighbor used to ride the servicar home and he'd take kids for rides around the block (helmetless as well). Then as a teen my pop ran a garage/gas station and much of the part time help were cops. All of them cool. Some had hot rods (60's muscle) and all were just good guys. They cut me a TON of slack over teh years. We also had a couple state troopers who never stopped being cops or A-holes. I guess it takes all kinds. I do know that even the A-holes never gave me a ticket I didn't have coming. The latest cop story was a year or two back I got pulled on my chopper. I was hauling ass and had no speedo. He said that thing is sweet. He pulled me for a better look. He also said to just be careful out there. I know cops can be a pain but I am glad they choose to do what they do for a living. They get my props. Rod
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