Post by TMan on Jun 19, 2011 23:06:40 GMT -5
This week while returning from the range, we stopped at the church I've been attending and dropped off a filter for the pastor's lawn mower. On the way back, I was talking to Ed and didn't come to a complete stop at a stop sign.
I got pulled over. Before the policeman arrived, I'd retrieved my CHL and Driver's License from my wallet, and when the officer arrived, I handed them to him.
He asked me if I was carrying, and I told him yes: one in my pocket, one in the compartment between the seats, and several in the back.
He looked at me and said: "What kind of business are you in that you have to carry so many guns?". I wanted so much to say: "I sell drugs", but figured since this guy was not showing much in the way of sense of humor, I'd better play it straight. I could invision myself drapped over the hood of a car while someone performed a full body cavity search. I guess when the temperature is 103, and you are wearing a bullet proff vest you are not in good humor, and you are going the issue a ticket.
I told him I was on the way home from the range. He asked to see my insurance card. Ed opened up the glove compartment. The officer yelled: "Stop!!! Is there a gun in there?". I said no, and he then asked me if I was sure. I said that I was. (If there had been enough room, there would have been one in there.)
Ed retrieved the insurance card. I figured with 3 BMW's plus the XTerra, I was about to get a ticket. For once in my life - I was right.!!!
I guess when the heat is !03, and the cop is wearing a bullet proof vest, I guess that he is just not in touch with his humor anymore.
I got pulled over. Before the policeman arrived, I'd retrieved my CHL and Driver's License from my wallet, and when the officer arrived, I handed them to him.
He asked me if I was carrying, and I told him yes: one in my pocket, one in the compartment between the seats, and several in the back.
He looked at me and said: "What kind of business are you in that you have to carry so many guns?". I wanted so much to say: "I sell drugs", but figured since this guy was not showing much in the way of sense of humor, I'd better play it straight. I could invision myself drapped over the hood of a car while someone performed a full body cavity search. I guess when the temperature is 103, and you are wearing a bullet proff vest you are not in good humor, and you are going the issue a ticket.
I told him I was on the way home from the range. He asked to see my insurance card. Ed opened up the glove compartment. The officer yelled: "Stop!!! Is there a gun in there?". I said no, and he then asked me if I was sure. I said that I was. (If there had been enough room, there would have been one in there.)
Ed retrieved the insurance card. I figured with 3 BMW's plus the XTerra, I was about to get a ticket. For once in my life - I was right.!!!
I guess when the heat is !03, and the cop is wearing a bullet proof vest, I guess that he is just not in touch with his humor anymore.