greengum
Regular Member
I got a call from my little sister who is 16 years old who many of you guys have met at open carry meet ups. She called me and her parents informing us that she was being detained right outside of school in front of the Sam's club store. Myself and her parents went to the scene. I of course was OC'ing wearing my Nevada open carry shirt.. We arrived on the scene and my father walked up to her with me right behind him. The metro officer then saw my gun and informed me for his safety I would need to leave the gun in my car. I told him that was not an option. He then said I would have to stay back for "officer safety". I complied and stood about 15 feet away. My sister was being detained for jay walking.
I had taught her whenever she encountered the police to shut the f@ck up and ask for her parents which she did. She refused to answer all of the cops questions including, what kind of grades she gets, who her friends are, and multiple questions like that. The cop did not like that at all and threatened her with everything from school expulsion to juvy hall. All she would tell him was her name and her student ID number. She was released to my parents and started crying at that point. The cop came over and started talking to me. The funny part was like a criminal who had done something wrong, he started telling me all about his point of view. I simply nodded and smiled. He went as far as stating which church he goes to, how many kids he has, and what church programs he runs for troubled children. The funny part was I felt like I was the cop interogating a suspect. I will post more details about this later but before we left he agreed to rip up the jay walking infraction and invite us to church. Bottom line is I remained calm, treated him like an adult, listened to him and we got what we wanted and my sister got a life lesson in police encounters. I treated the cop like a detective treats a criminal by just letting him tell me his story. In case they do skim these forums I will not post the officers name.
I had taught her whenever she encountered the police to shut the f@ck up and ask for her parents which she did. She refused to answer all of the cops questions including, what kind of grades she gets, who her friends are, and multiple questions like that. The cop did not like that at all and threatened her with everything from school expulsion to juvy hall. All she would tell him was her name and her student ID number. She was released to my parents and started crying at that point. The cop came over and started talking to me. The funny part was like a criminal who had done something wrong, he started telling me all about his point of view. I simply nodded and smiled. He went as far as stating which church he goes to, how many kids he has, and what church programs he runs for troubled children. The funny part was I felt like I was the cop interogating a suspect. I will post more details about this later but before we left he agreed to rip up the jay walking infraction and invite us to church. Bottom line is I remained calm, treated him like an adult, listened to him and we got what we wanted and my sister got a life lesson in police encounters. I treated the cop like a detective treats a criminal by just letting him tell me his story. In case they do skim these forums I will not post the officers name.