cops tried to own me today.
first occasion: 7:30am.
i'm on the way to the gas station, to put in 9.50$ in gas, (just under 1/2 tank mark at this point). so i do my do. and i see 2 uniformed cops in a detective car (03 unmarked impala, but i see the strobes and antenna). they're waiting at the exit.
so i'm about to leave, i roll out, making a left turn from the middle lane onto rosedale ave. then the same thing on to bronx river ave.
so i see them throw on their lights, and i secure my seat belt, just in case. then they tell me to pull over, on the shoulder to the entry ramp for the bx river pkwy.
i ask, what's the problem officer? he said, you made 2 consecutive illegal left turns from the right lane, do you know thats illegal? so i play the, "sorry sir, i'm not from around here (jersey plates, but this is my neighborhood of 18 yrs)" and he goes lemme see your license and registration please. i pull out my wallet, flip it open, first thing in sight is a pba card w/badge number. then i roll to my license, he asks "who's pba card is that?" i say "my uncle, john doe, 48th pct." he says "get out of here kid, have a nice day" i say "you do the same, officer." and go on to work.
second occasion: 5:10pm.
i'm droppin a co-worker at his crib in fordham. cops drive by on the other side of the street (two-way) while we're driving and talking shit. don't see them, but they spun a u-turn and were flashing their cherries at me to pull over. i wait for the light to clear, make the right turn and pull over.
i see them picking up their walkie talkie, and they reply, and drive off, saying out the window "we got a call, you we're both not wearing a seatbelt." i'm like "yeah, scot-free bish."
now that i've been thinking about tinting my windows 20% with a 35% whole front windshield, i'm reconsidering on the account that they have a fetish for fucking with me.
i'm on the way to the gas station, to put in 9.50$ in gas, (just under 1/2 tank mark at this point). so i do my do. and i see 2 uniformed cops in a detective car (03 unmarked impala, but i see the strobes and antenna). they're waiting at the exit.
so i'm about to leave, i roll out, making a left turn from the middle lane onto rosedale ave. then the same thing on to bronx river ave.
so i see them throw on their lights, and i secure my seat belt, just in case. then they tell me to pull over, on the shoulder to the entry ramp for the bx river pkwy.
i ask, what's the problem officer? he said, you made 2 consecutive illegal left turns from the right lane, do you know thats illegal? so i play the, "sorry sir, i'm not from around here (jersey plates, but this is my neighborhood of 18 yrs)" and he goes lemme see your license and registration please. i pull out my wallet, flip it open, first thing in sight is a pba card w/badge number. then i roll to my license, he asks "who's pba card is that?" i say "my uncle, john doe, 48th pct." he says "get out of here kid, have a nice day" i say "you do the same, officer." and go on to work.
second occasion: 5:10pm.
i'm droppin a co-worker at his crib in fordham. cops drive by on the other side of the street (two-way) while we're driving and talking shit. don't see them, but they spun a u-turn and were flashing their cherries at me to pull over. i wait for the light to clear, make the right turn and pull over.
i see them picking up their walkie talkie, and they reply, and drive off, saying out the window "we got a call, you we're both not wearing a seatbelt." i'm like "yeah, scot-free bish."
now that i've been thinking about tinting my windows 20% with a 35% whole front windshield, i'm reconsidering on the account that they have a fetish for fucking with me.
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