I know Police have their place but sometimes they are just fucking annoying with their nannying and attitudes. Add your bullshit stories of when you were fucked with by police. Here's mine from today: Earlier today I was sitting in a public parking lot (a University lot) in my city while talking on the phone with my brother. I was the only vehicle in the empty part of the lot with my lights turned on with the replay of O&A turned on. So, then I see this cop car come down the road and pull into the lot with me about 75 yards away facing in my direction(monitoring and calling for backup). Well, I was like, "OK I know this will spur the bitch on but I'm going to roll my window up and just fucking roll out." I was right, the cunt came over to me and horseshoed behind me and turned on her lights. I told my brother that I was being pulled over and got off of the phone with him and then turned off my truck. The chick walked up to me with her hand on her gun and asked what I was doing in the parking lot and then informed me that there have been calls about break-ins at the parking lot. I told her why I was there and then she asked for my license. I gave it to her and then she asked if I had my pistol on me (She asked because I must keep my Concealed Handgun License paired with my Drivers License) and I told her no because I had left it at home. Then without any other discussion she asked me to step out of my vehicle. That's something that I haven't been asked for a long time and it aggravated me because it insinuates that I've done something wrong. I comply and I step out and then she asked to pat me down, and I allow her while telling her," I told you that I'm not carrying my pistol." Then she asks if she can search my vehicle and THIS is when my mood really changes. I tell her, "You've got no reason to ask me that. I don't have anything stolen in my truck." She then asks if I have anything in there that she should know about and I just told her that I have a couple of rifles (I forgot that I had a pistol with loaded 30rd magazines in a case in my travel bag). She gets a little bit testy and finally asks, "So, is that a yes or no?" and I told her that it's a NO because there is no reason for it. While she is in the car calling dispatch her backup is standing about ten feet away watching me in his periphery focusing in on the skyline like he's trying to ignore me. Guess what? I check out, of course, and she marches back to me handing me a slip of paper with her name on it incase I want to request a copy of the incident report and then tells me she's letting me go. How fucking RIDICULOUS is that shit? I can't sit in a parking lot in my vehicle on the phone without having a cop ask to search my fucking vehicle? I didn't know it was suspicious to be sitting there with your headlights turned on (the sun was setting) with your window rolled down and being the only vehicle on your half of the parking lot. Hell, does some white guy with a beard and a straw cowboy hat sound like someone going around breaking into cars? It was just fucking ridiculous and a waste of my time. Maybe I should send Officer Dycus (no shit) a penned letter of appreciation for protecting me and watching out for me while off handedly accusing me of being a criminal. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have someone like her keeping tabs and making sure I wasn't hurting myself.