Join Date: Jul 2009
Location: Tifton, Georgia
I'm an avid runner and about 2 years ago i was training for the Atlanta Marathon. I had gotten dropped of 13 miles from home and was about halfway back home early in the evening when a cop comes rolling past me rather slowly. Now mind you, this is rural georgia and the county sheriff is a close family friend. Anyhow, the cop pulls over about 50 yards in front of me. As i go running by, he asks me to stop. I stop, even though i didn't want to as i was keeping a good pace and had just gotten my second wind. He says that he had a report of a theft of a tv in the area. I laughed and held out my hands and said "no tv here." He then asks me for my drivers license. I explain that i don't have my driver's license considering i'm RUNNING, not driving. So he takes all my information - name, address, etc., and pulls away. I hadn't gone another mile or two when the cop comes flying by me and pulls over in front of me, cutting me off, with his lights on. He says "Sir, your story doesn't add up." Confused and irritated, i say "which part?". He says that i don't live at the address i gave him. I say "Well, officer, I most certainly DO live at [address] and that's exactly where i'm headed." Again, he asks me for my license. I say "i'm RUNNING, i don't have my license because i'm not DRIVING!" I calm down and politely ask him to radio into the station and ask to speak to the sheriff. He does and i can hear the sheriff come in on the radio. I ask to use the radio and, after hesitating, he hands me the handset. I talk to the sheriff, again whom i know personally, and explain the situation. Shortly after the officer's cell phone rings. He answers and quickly begins talking very politely - come to find out it was the sheriff on the other line. He hangs up, tells me to have a nice night, and drives off.
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