Weirdest police incident you ever had

[Ronstar]

One night I was getting ready for bed, walking through the house in my underwear. As I passed the front door, the doorbell rang, and two sheriff's deputies were there with guns ready. I answered the door. They asked me for an ID. I didn't have one on me, and they came inside and waited until I found my drivers license and showed it to them. They said that our alarm had sent a silent distress signal to the sheriff's office and they were answering the call.

 

[Koolau]

Best buddy tells the following story on himself - and knowing him as I do, I believe it implicitly:

Buddy is out on winter Saturday afternoon, cruising in his car. He's 18 and about half drunk ("Why half?" I ask. "Ran out of money." He answers - Silly me.) So he bumps an older lady's car in the rear. When she gets out to look at the (minor) damage, he suggests they both pull around the corner to get out of the street. She agrees and pulls around the corner while buddy takes off.

Should have been the end of it, but buddy stays in the area, still cruising. Apparently the lady told the police and gave a description of the car. Sure enough, he gets pulled over. They take him to the police station. At this point, he remembers that his DL has been altered, so he decides to tear it up (this was the old days of paper licenses.) BUT, he had laminated his paper license for some reason and he couldn't destroy it. So, of course, he bolted from the police station with 3 cops in hot pursuit. He was gaining on them when 4 of his friends in a convertible with the top down (in freezing weather) drove by. They slowed and called out to him "Hey, good buddy, how ya doin?" The total absurdity of this situation (and possibly the alcohol) made my buddy crack up so much he couldn't run anymore. He was caught (and in doze dayz) he was basically given the choice of 6 months or join the army.

You should hear some of his army stories!

 

[travelover]

In 1981 my XDW and I decided to travel around Mexico for 6 weeks in our van which was converted into a little self contained motor home. Near Oaxaca we came to an intersection where a bunch of guys in scruffy clothes were milling around a pick up truck. As we neared, one of them pointed to the ground. I thought I was being warned not to run over something, so I steered wide of them and kept going.

About 30 seconds later I saw in the mirror that the pickup truck was gaining on me, and then passing. In the back were guys with machine guns pointing at ME! I stopped and their "boss" got into the van with his nickel plated .45 out and had us drive back to the checkpoint. We explained, in our limited Spanish, that we didn't realize it was a checkpoint. They searched the van and amazingly, let us off without even demanding a bribe. We had several thousand dollars in traveler's checks stashed in the leg of the table - glad they didn't find that!

I guess it was a matter of pride to show the locals that no gringos were going to run their checkpoint.

 

[jazz4cash]

I was checking out of my hotel-casino in Carson City NV at 3 am. There was a storm comming and I was worried about being snowed in and missing my flight. Cops pulled me aside as I walked thru the front door of the casino and put me in an impromptu lineup right there in front of the hotel. It seems some guy whose "description matched mine" had robbed a grocery store. The only other guy in the lineup did not look much like me, but I was seriously concerned these cops would beat first and ask questions later. I heard the hotel manager pleading with the cops ("He's our guest that just checked out!"). The grocery store owner cleared me and the other guy, so I headed off to the airport, but I was stopped two more times before I got out of town...no more lineups thankfully.

 

[simple girl]

I am thoroughly enjoying these stories! I feel like we are all sitting around a fire drinking and sharing stories

DH just shared one with me that I never knew (don't you love it when you hear a new story from your spouse? thought i knew it all!).

Anyways, when he was 19 he was in Dallas and came home to his apartment complex to find tons of police surrounding the area. He was curious as to what was going on, so he climbed a side of a building to get a better vantage. He was thinking "whoa, this is cool!"

Next thing he knows, he's looking down at a cop who has his pistol aimed right at him. And he's like "Oh, man, I was just trying to get a better view!" DH promptly climbed down and was verbally b*tch smacked by the annoyed police man.

 

[RustyShackleford]

I live a good way from town and my office has a nice shower; so
after exercising one evening and before meeting some friends, I went
by the office to shower. Got to the door and the alarm is going off.
It's dark out, and I'm a little leery of walking in the place and catching
thieves. I call the cops who come and want to check the place out.
They tell me to remain in the mailroom where I'd disabled the alarm and
I soon find out why. Understandably they have drawn pistols as they're
checking the place for intruders. Not so understandably, my boss, who
frequently works late, has not noticed the blaring alarm. So next thing
he knows, he hears "police, turn around slowly" (or some such) and sees
a couple officers with drawn weapons behind him ! (They're pointed
upwards I believe, not AT him). He's a good sport and we all had a
good laugh.

 

[Caoineag]

Up until recently the best story I would have had was of the cop who let my dad go speeding by quite obviously (in a town where they give you a ticket for doing 2 over) because he knew the car belonged to me (late night McD's drive through girl who fed the cops after hours).

Unfortunately about 3 weeks ago, I got a new story. We were walking through the park by our old apartment that we were cleaning out (just moved) and we notice cops in one direction but beyond a moment's curiousity keep walking. Get 9/10 ths of the way through the park and a cop stops us and asks us how we got in the park. We tell him we came through the main entrance by the apartment buildings. Come to find out, they were looking for an armed suspect and had thought they had closed off the park. We weren't impressed but were grateful hubby wasn't wearing his usual black hoody...

 

[CyclingInvestor]

Back in 1991 I used to work out in the exercise room in the next building, then shower. As a programmer, I did not have much of a dress code. One day a secretary in the other building saw me and sent the attached memo to the other companies in the complex. It caused quite a stir until the security officer at my company recognized me by description.

 

[W2R]

My first apartment (when I was 21), was an LBYM special and not in the best of neighborhoods, to put it mildly. I was so proud of it, and in 1969 my $75/month was really a stretch for me but for the first time I didn't have a roommate.

Anyway, one morning 21+ police cars came screeching up, blocking off the street and parking all over the place, and cops came pouring out... a bunch of them ran around to the back stairs to prevent anyone from escaping that way, while the rest charged up the front stairs on the outside of the building.

I sat in my apartment on the first floor, watching through my window under the stairs and wondering how I could ever get to class on time since I didn't want to get in the middle of anything.

Anyway, as fast as they came, they left with their tails between their legs. I found out from the druggies living upstairs, that when they asked the police for a warrant, nobody could produce one! So, they just had to go home. All 21+ cars full of them. Don't ask me why they sent so many, but they did.

I was late for class but had no idea how to explain it to the instructor. This was less believable than "the dog ate my homework".

 

[Rich_by_the_Bay]

Back in 1991 I used to work out in the exercise room in the next building, then shower. As a programmer, I did not have much of a dress code. One day a secretary in the other building saw me and sent the attached memo to the other companies in the complex. It caused quite a stir until the security officer at my company recognized me by description.

That is hysterical. I love that you saved the memo -- must have known right then that this was gonna make a great story for the rest of your life.

Still sporting cutoffs, a beard, and sandals?

 

[Walt34]

Well, there's the call we got for the "screaming naked lady" on a December evening, loudly proclaiming her wish for, um, "male companionship". Cute girl, wearing only a sock on one foot. Turned out she was having a bad acid trip.

Or the guy who was "not quite right in the head" who threw a big rock through the front door of a convenience store and then called 911 on himself. Said he felt guilty about it.

Or the guy who after being stopped for DWI and surrounded by four officers said "If you guys don't leave me alone I'm calling the police". Okay, go ahead.

Or the woman who embezzles money from her employer by taking company checks, writing them payable to herself and deposits them in her own bank account. Did she think no one would notice?

The list goes on....

Never underestimate how creative people can be at screwing up their lives.

 

[Martha]

Well, there's the call we got for the "screaming naked lady" on a December evening, loudly proclaiming her wish for, um, "male companionship". Cute girl, wearing only a sock on one foot. Turned out she was having a bad acid trip.

Or a good acid trip.

 

[Rich]

Mine involved eight dead bodies in one day (not all connected and all in one NY Bronx precinct), deadly poisonous snakes and insects housed in a guy’s house (one of the dead), human body parts lying around the house (the guy collected them – he worked in the city’s Medical Examiner’s office) and a crocodile named barrels that lived in the bedroom closet.

Happened around thirty five years ago. Remember it like yesterday. Way too complex a situation to go into detail on this forum.

BTW, 40 years in the business; first twenty in the NYPD, currently in twentieth year as a small town chief of police on Cape Cod.