From a non-cop standpoint...
Some of you guys might remember me from a long time of lurking and such... but something happened recently and I just have to ask about. Its long, but please indulge me.
First, let me say I like the police in general. I've had members of my family who were career cops and I believe that they held their own pretty good. They were proud of their jobs, proud of their uniform, and really tried to keep a good attitude about people. I used them as examples as I was growing up and learned a respect for them and the job they did. I'm a vet, so I'm no hippie or other problem child. I have no criminal record.
I'm an over the road truck driver. I have a girlfriend who lives in a southern city who works fulltime as a school teacher. She lives in a small house in a subdivision where my truck can't legally go, even bobtail, (there is a no trucks sign). Recently, I called her to let her know I was coming into town and asked her to meet me at a truck stop to pick me up. I planned on staying over a few days with her and leaving my truck parked at the truckstop. She shows up to pick me up at my truck, driving her car into the truck parking area because I had to unload my clothes to wash and didn't want to carry them through a half mile of parking lot. As she is driving down the dark rows to find me, an unmarked car jumps her with lights flashing. She's nervous, and isn't sure its really a cop. She thinks it might be some kind of security guard for the truckstop, and drives back out to the entrance (where the lighting is better and there are people around) before she stops. Since she wasn't planning on getting out, (just picking me up), she's wearing a pair of cutoff jean shorts, flipflops, a tube top under an unbuttoned shirt tied at the waist. I'll admit, she's too well-endowed for that outfit, but at least she doesn't have any makeup on. We''re on the phone while this is going on and she's freaking out. I tell her to calm down, cooperate, and that I'll walk over to where she is.
Turns out the unmarked is a cop, and he's giving her the third degree; (ID, who are you, why are you here, what are you doing, why were you trying to run from me, why are you prowling the truck area dressed like that...) When I get there, I catch the tail end of that last statement and immediately realize he's thinking my girlfriend the schoolteacher is a prostitute (lot-lizard, as we call them). I have to admit at this point, seeing how she was dressed I had to shake my head, but I figured he'd realize the error pretty soon. He won't half let her talk though, and she's so nervous she's choking up at this point.
I made a mistake at that point by letting my manhood get the best of me. I approached and tried to explain to this guy who she was and what she was doing there, since I can see my girl is so scared she's in tears and barely able to answer his questions. I'm no little guy, granted, but I only walked up, hands where he can see them, and even started off by saying "excuse me, sir, but that's my..." before I get it out, he turns to me and grabs his holster, telling me I'd better back the $^%&@ off or he'd splatter my innards all over the parking lot. I first got startled, then I just plain got pissed off; visibly.
Three marked cars pull up as I'm trying to hold my temper. The girlfriend by this time has lost it, and the young detective is grabbing cuffs to detain her for trespassing. The three 'real' police all hop out like its a riot going on. One comes after me (still standing there, but not speaking or threatening anyone, again, my hands are visible). I was just rolling my eyes at this little young cop, still shaking my head. Two of the real cops are on me quick, with a lady sergeant going straight to the plain clothes cop and talking to him. I try to engage the older of the two cops who are coming to me, telling him I'm no threat, and again trying to explain the situation. He's not having it, and I'm losing my tact by this time.
"Who in the %&# do you think you are?" he asks. "I'm her fiancee', Goddamnit." I reply. "If Barney Fife there would have just listened a minute, he'd realize. She's no whore, she's a Goddamn schoolteacher for Jesus sake!"
The lady sergeant hears this, turns toward the car and asks my girl if that's true, to which she answers her in a tearful, desperate, "YES, that's what I've been trying to say!" The ladycop asks my girlfriend if she knows my name, she answers (correctly), then asks me my girlfriend's name, and lo and behold, I knew the answer too, (and it wasn't midnight or angelpants or anything like that).
Long story short, my girl catches a ticket for trespassing, and I get one for disorderly conduct. I guess disorderly conduct means disagreeing with the police in this podunk town we were in. The older cop tells me that I had to tote a charge because I tried to interfere with the plain clothes cop, but at no time did I ever threaten him or try to stop him from doing his thing. I only tried to explain. Since neither of us has ever been arrested or charged with anything, the DA's office says we can plead and get deferred sentencing. Personally, I call BS. I asked the manager of the truckstop if the cops were called on my girlfriend, and I'm told that no, it was just this plainclothes cop patrolling the place, so how's the trespass going to hold up? And, if saying "Goddamn" is equal to disorderly, then I think both of the cops who cursed me first need to pay fines along with me, don't you?
Help me out from a cop's perspective here, do I fight this and risk catching the fine and probation (which I really can't make visits working over the road), or just take my licks?