Despite what some of the movies and TV portray, most of the police investigations are really pretty straightforward - rarely is there some devious mastermind who confuses and confounds the citizens and police alike with their crimes.... at most it's a matter of figuring out the details. Not in every case of course, but in most...
Add to this, I can't figure out if most people are really as dumb as they seem, or just think that cops are dumb and will fall for stuff...
One example of this happened recently. A certain young lady managed to smash her car into a telephone pole. When I show up a couple of minutes later she can barely stand, reeks of the alcohol consumed, and in general shows every sign of what a layperson would call "being drunk".
But of course, she swears up & down she hasn't had anything to drink - after all, she's only 20, that would be illegal...
So we jump through that first hoop of establishing just HOW drunk she is.
Then, we get to the point where I put the chrome bracelets on... and I always make it a point to ask if they have anything on them I need to know about - drugs, weapons, bombs, whatever. Keep in mind, the lady in question has on a pair of jeans applied by Krylon, and a very obvious bulge in one pocket. But nope, we don't have anything on us, well maybe our cell phone and cigarettes but that's it (keeping in mind we put those in the front seat of the car about 5 minutes ago).
And then we pull out the fist-sized bag of marijuana.... ohhhh yeah, THAT one. Which she didn't think I'd find, because males can't search females (one of my favorite urban legends, right next to "if I make it home you can't arrest me").
Our relationship pretty much continued on that note throughout the evening - her trying to lie to my face, despite obvious evidence otherwise & me pointing each one out and just shaking my head as I took notes. Unfortunately, given what I know of her history, I doubt the lesson will be learned this time either.
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Hehh, I'd love to see the mug shot of this one. That'd be classic.
Another one is "If I make it onto the base, you can't follow me!" Which Dad heard a number of times: on good occasions when just talking with someone, on messy ones when he just followed some moron through the gate. Moron then stopping and saying "YOu can't touch me now!", followed by an MP saying "I can."
Pirateking - I know what you mean, some of the mug shots are hilarious. One of the rules I've kept on the blog though is I try to keep the arrestee's anonymity as much as possible - both out of respect for their own privacy, as well as in the interests of keeping the job!
Thanks for the comment though!
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