Bravo_Sierra
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So this was two nights ago. I didn't post earlier because I had better things to do this weekend. Anyway.
About 10:30pm I was watching T.V. Just flippin' through the channels, bored out of my mind when I heard a loud knock at the door. I was late and my holster was off, but my G19 was tucked under my right leg, as usual.
I got up and looked through the peep-hole. 6 Metro Police Officers. I set the G19 down on the couch. I opened the door. Dialogue went as follows
Me: How can I help you gentlemen?
Cop1: Are you Michael (some surname I forgot)?
Me: No sir, My name is Ben...
Cop1: Does he live here?
Me: No, I have a female room mate.
Cop2: Well, you neighbors say he does, and you fit the description.
Me: ... Sure I do. Well, Here is my I.D. Handing to Cop1.
Cop1: It's not him guys. (turning to me) Have a nice night, Sir.. Sorry to bother you.
Cops leave, I retrieve my G19 and go back to flippin'
10 minutes passes.
Another knock.
I look through the peep again... sure enough. It's them again. Set the G19 down in the same spot and open the door.
Me: Guys... *sigh* it's 10:40!
Cop1: All you neighbors say that HE lives here...
Me: Well they are mistaken. Look, I'm not in the habit of lying to the Police, so hell, would you like to come in and check? I have nothing to hide.
Cop1: Sure.
Me: Okay, well I don't appreciate people knocking on my door late at night, so there is a loaded Glock on the couch there if you'd like to secure it.
All 6 of them enter. Cop2 sets his hand on my Glock.
Me: Take a seat man.
we both sit down and watch T.V. while Cop1 searches.
Cop1: Do you have a room mate?
Me: ... *sigh* yeah, like I said, it's a chick...
Cop1: Okay, again sorry to bother you.
The lot of them leave. They went on to knocking on the some-dd 400 apartments and finally found the guy. What pisses me off is I saw them cuff and haul the guy off.. Now they "description" I "fit" was a guy in his late 40's who was about 6' and ooo.... 250lbs. I'm 6'4" and weigh friggin 130lbs!!!! wet and wearing boots...
I don't even care to bother calling Metro about this bullshit, it's just annoying, poor police "work." All I can say is that I'm glad they weren't retarded about all the guns and ammo I have in here.
So this was two nights ago. I didn't post earlier because I had better things to do this weekend. Anyway.
About 10:30pm I was watching T.V. Just flippin' through the channels, bored out of my mind when I heard a loud knock at the door. I was late and my holster was off, but my G19 was tucked under my right leg, as usual.
I got up and looked through the peep-hole. 6 Metro Police Officers. I set the G19 down on the couch. I opened the door. Dialogue went as follows
Me: How can I help you gentlemen?
Cop1: Are you Michael (some surname I forgot)?
Me: No sir, My name is Ben...
Cop1: Does he live here?
Me: No, I have a female room mate.
Cop2: Well, you neighbors say he does, and you fit the description.
Me: ... Sure I do. Well, Here is my I.D. Handing to Cop1.
Cop1: It's not him guys. (turning to me) Have a nice night, Sir.. Sorry to bother you.
Cops leave, I retrieve my G19 and go back to flippin'
10 minutes passes.
Another knock.
I look through the peep again... sure enough. It's them again. Set the G19 down in the same spot and open the door.
Me: Guys... *sigh* it's 10:40!
Cop1: All you neighbors say that HE lives here...
Me: Well they are mistaken. Look, I'm not in the habit of lying to the Police, so hell, would you like to come in and check? I have nothing to hide.
Cop1: Sure.
Me: Okay, well I don't appreciate people knocking on my door late at night, so there is a loaded Glock on the couch there if you'd like to secure it.
All 6 of them enter. Cop2 sets his hand on my Glock.
Me: Take a seat man.
we both sit down and watch T.V. while Cop1 searches.
Cop1: Do you have a room mate?
Me: ... *sigh* yeah, like I said, it's a chick...
Cop1: Okay, again sorry to bother you.
The lot of them leave. They went on to knocking on the some-dd 400 apartments and finally found the guy. What pisses me off is I saw them cuff and haul the guy off.. Now they "description" I "fit" was a guy in his late 40's who was about 6' and ooo.... 250lbs. I'm 6'4" and weigh friggin 130lbs!!!! wet and wearing boots...
I don't even care to bother calling Metro about this bullshit, it's just annoying, poor police "work." All I can say is that I'm glad they weren't retarded about all the guns and ammo I have in here.