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In reply to the discussion: How does California plan on enforcing mandatory mask wearing? [View all]hunter
(38,304 posts)She told me in no uncertain terms that if I was ever hauled off to jail for that it would be the last I saw of her.
My mind went a little sideways in adolescence and I didn't really find it again until I was 25 years old or so. Before that most of the local cops knew me, at least by reputation. They didn't bother asking for ID. I did have my drivers license number memorized, and sometimes gave it to them if they insisted, but mostly I didn't have to.
I think the cops considered me a comic interlude to their usual sordid duties. I didn't drink, I didn't do drugs, and was usually amicable.
Mostly they'd pick me up running, usually between midnight and five in the morning. Or dumpster diving. Or both. There was a time a nice officer offered to drive me home and I accepted. When we reached the door to my apartment, which I hadn't visited for at least three days, we heard my roommate and his girlfriend enjoying some very loud sex. We stood there silently for an awkwardly long time and then the cop pounded on the door and identified himself as the police.
My roommate's girlfriend, looking very disheveled, soon opened the door and glared at us both. If looks could kill...
The officer asked "Do you know this guy?"
I thought for sure she would say "NO!" but she didn't. She told him I lived there. So I went inside until the officer drove away. I apologized to my roommate and his girlfriend and ran off into the night.
As a white guy I rarely had any violent encounters with the police, even at my craziest.