gersguy

So how was your night last night? That's good. Mine SUCKED!! Living out of the city is nice, but having to deal with the backwoods jerk off cops blows.

Driving to a buddies house last night to pick up something for work. Get pulled over in Woodsboro by a Frederick County Deputy. It was really my fault, you see I was driving 40 MPH in a 25 MPH zone. Now where I live that is normal and fine, but not in neckville. He pulls me over and this is how it went (his name is now Sargent Sadanko from the narco squad):

Sargent Sadanko: Do you know you were driving 40 mph in a 25 mph zone?
Me: Yes
Sargent Sadanko: Why?
Me: Because I just got off the highway less than a 1/8 mile and was de accelerating.
Sargent Sadanko: That is no excuse. Drivers license and registration.
Me: Ok
Sargent Sadanko: I'll be right back.

So he takes twenty minutes and comes back to the vehicle.

Sargent Sadanko: Please step out of the car now!
Me: Ok...what did I do wrong?
Sargent Sadanko: Just step out NOW!
Me: Ok...sorry officer.
Sargent Sadanko: Put your hands behind your back.
Me: Am I being arrested?
He cuffs me then and twist my arms around so I follow him to his car.
Sargent Sadanko: Get into the back of the car.
Me: What did I do???
Sargent Sadanko: You were speeding. I told you that already.
So I sit in the back of the stupid cop car and the first thing I noticed is that there was Kenny Chesney playing on the radio. I wanted to spit at the radio so bad. Also I notice that he is now tearing the hell out of my truck on the inside. Taking everything out...doing a search. Boy...he never asked me if he could do that! He walks back after about an hour to another one of his cronies that showed up and shook his head. I heard him say that he didn't find anything. They both had a shit eating grin on their face. He got back in the car.

Sargent Sadanko: I am writing you a ticket for going 15 mph over the speed limit.
Me: So I get cuffed for speeding?
Sargent Sadanko: Well we didn't find anything this time in your car. So all you get is a ticket.
Me: Sir no one has ever "found" anything in my car.
Sargent Sadanko: Do you have any tattoos's or scars that I should know about?
Me: Well a lot of little scars...you see I like to fix cars and stuff.
Sargent Sadanko: Do you have any nicknames?
Personally I don't think he could have pronounced the word alias.
Me: Ahh.....just Tim. Other than that no.
He then ask's me what color my hair and eyes are. Like he couldn't read it from my drivers license. We sat there for another fifteen or twenty minutes while he did his "complicated" paperwork. He told me how to take care of the ticket. He then walked over the my side of the pork wagon and opened the door.
Sargent Sadanko: Step out.
I was still cuffed at this point.
Sargent Sadanko: How do those hand cuffs feel (chuckle)?
Me: Guess how they are supposed to feel.
Sargent Sadanko: Just remember how they feel so you won't do this again.
Me: OK. Sorry for speeding 15 mph over your speed limit here.
Sargent Sadanko: Ok now sign this ticket.
So the ticket was on a metal clipboard resting on the hood of his car. Pushed down on the metal clipboard and dragged it across the hood to me. Left two nice six inch long scratches in his hood. Then slid it back to him and yes I left two more deep, down to the metal scratches in his hood. Got his name. Left.
Now...he never gave me back my drivers licensee. Why? I don't know. I asked him for it, but he said he would give it back to me today. SO I called the Sheriffs Department and they said that he wouldn't have done that. Now off to the DMV to get a duplicate so I can drive to New Jersey today without a problem. This whole thing has left me in aww of how this cop can do this to me. He never told me I was under arrest and he never asked to search my car. Way messed up. It ought to be an interesting day. I haven't been pulled over in almost seven years now. Just when I was thinking cops were good and there for a good reason. You know to help us? This guy comes along and proves what ass holes they are. This guy just seemed like he was on some sort of power trip they way he treated me. Oh yeah....I am missing fifty bucks out of my pocket and a screwdriver that I had in the truck too. Boy....like a cop would ever take anything that wasn't theirs. That would be against the law. Fuck this guy. If I ever see him outside of his work.......it is on. Not to mention what I could do to his personal cars in his driveway. Sorry just venting a bit. I think I should be a lot more upset than what I am. It just isn't worth giving a fucktard like that any more of my energy. There is more I could tell, but minor details. Maybe later. Off to the DMV and then to Jersey. Guess this whole thing might let me leave a few hours early.

Have a really freakin' great weekend and don't drive in Woodsboro when Sargent Sadanko of the Narco Squard is around.