Rigged for a riot

[Kevin G]

50 some years ago, my town was much smaller and more laid-back. My graduating class was 48. Police department generally had one officer on duty, two if it was busy. The police station was actually a couple of rooms in the town hall building.
One night, in my late teens, I had a bit too much fun with Budweiser. My good natured antics caught the attention of the police officer on duty that night. He gave me a ride to the station, Called my parents, and we waited for them to arrive.
A few officers from a couple of nearby towns stopped in for a cup of coffee, must've been a slow night. I guess my comedy routine got old fast so I was put in an equipment storage room (big closet) awaiting the arrival of my parents.
My exploration of the equipment revealed a bunch of military surplus riot gear. I couldn't resist trying some on, decked myself out from head to toe. Helmet with face guard, flak jacket, gauntlets, shin protectors, plexiglass, shield, and baton. I just know any potential rioters would've been quaking in their boots upon seeing me.
About the time I finished suiting up, the door was opened, I marched out only to be confronted by my mother. She saw no humor whatsoever in the situation. The police officers present were trying their darndest not to laugh. I wasn't allowed to keep my new
found outfit. Silence on the ride home was very loud. I was in hot water for quite a while.
Kevin G

 

[mckenney99]

50 some years ago, my town was much smaller and more laid-back. My graduating class was 48. Police department generally had one officer on duty, two if it was busy. The police station was actually a couple of rooms in the town hall building.
One night, in my late teens, I had a bit too much fun with Budweiser. My good natured antics caught the attention of the police officer on duty that night. He gave me a ride to the station, Called my parents, and we waited for them to arrive.
A few officers from a couple of nearby towns stopped in for a cup of coffee, must've been a slow night. I guess my comedy routine got old fast so I was put in an equipment storage room (big closet) awaiting the arrival of my parents.
My exploration of the equipment revealed a bunch of military surplus riot gear. I couldn't resist trying some on, decked myself out from head to toe. Helmet with face guard, flak jacket, gauntlets, shin protectors, plexiglass, shield, and baton. I just know any potential rioters would've been quaking in their boots upon seeing me.
About the time I finished suiting up, the door was opened, I marched out only to be confronted by my mother. She saw no humor whatsoever in the situation. The police officers present were trying their darndest not to laugh. I wasn't allowed to keep my new
found outfit. Silence on the ride home was very loud. I was in hot water for quite a while.
Kevin G

"You have the right to remain silent", but you just didn't have the ability to remain silent.

 

[Swiftflyer]

Small town 1970 and I got arrested, spent the night in the one cell jail. When the Sherrif let me out in the morning, I asked him about my confiscated Bud, he told me that was his beer, and I stupidly argued that it was mine. When he said he could keep the beer and let me go, or I could keep the beer and he would write me up for DUI, minor in possession, and disturbing the peace, I told him to enjoy that beer.

 

[rwsmith]

"You have the right to remain silent", but you just didn't have the ability to remain silent.

You have the right to act sober?