When I was a punk ass teen, and very early 20’s, I thought all cops were bad cops and out to get me. A few were, most were not. Went through a homeless spurt, on and off the carnival midway, definitely wasn’t stable. I got myself into some riff raff at one point, and long story short, the Leo’s that I thought were out to get me, ended up being the ones that saw through me and cut me a break… A huge break. It was the start of a big change. As the years went by, they watched (and helped) me reestablish my life, settle down, and start my family. I guess that one break was all I needed. 30 years later, one of those young officers from that day, is now our county sheriff, and I respect him dearly, and cherish the friendship we have built over the years. (I also learned that it was his wife that signed my CPL certificate). Like a few others have stated, a little respect goes a long way, definitely when it comes to the LEO’s. Had I not listened that day, and took to heart what they were saying to me, my dumb 21 year old self definitely would have been looking at a different outcome in life.
On a side note, for what it’s worth, I haven’t had a traffic violation in the better part of 26 years (my wife was pregnant with our oldest at the time), so I have found myself routinely running the scenario through my mind what will happen when If and when I do get pulled over with my EDC on me… Am I going to get the one “A**hole cop”? How is it going to pan out? I mean, come on… All you see on social media is the “Bad encounters” and that “I’m a sovereign citizen” B.S.
Sure as day, a few weeks ago, I got pulled over at 4 am on my way to work for going a little too fast. Made sure I stopped where the was some decent street lighting, shut the car off, turned on my dome light, folded my hands on the wheel and waited. Officer approached, and struck up conversation, and all the while kept looking at my hands. I finally asked if I could interrupt him, explained that I was a CPL holder, EDC was located “here”, all the text book stuff… Officer perked right up with a smile and thanked me. Took care of business on his end, sent me on my way with a warning… Thanked me again for handling myself respectfully, even shook my hand. Went to start the car, dead battery, and my jump pack was dead. He helped me push my car around the corner of the main road so I could wait for my kid to come through on her way to work and give me a jump… I showed that officer respect, and he showed me respect and much more… Enough of my ramblings… Hope you all have a great weekend!