Willingly hanging out with cops

It dawned on me to post this,because it was just a stupid but entertaining thing to do.
6 years ago,my husband suggested I enroll [he was joking,but I took him up on it!] in our local Citizen's Police Academy.The city police force does a yearly class where for 10 weeks, one night a week,you learn a great deal about law enforcement and what the police actually do in the community.

Let me add I have no problem with the cops;it's easy to keep under the radar and out of trouble.If you do get in trouble,it's most likely because you did something stupid to attract attention and subsequently your own fault.

Of course before every meeting,I'd smoke...but when you do it long enough,it's very easy to appear straight.I would smoke,then shower so no smell would be on me.

I was interested because it involved a ride-along [mine was boring;nothing happened at all!] and going to the firing range.Hey,I'm someone who likes guns and the burn of gunpowder in the back of my throat at an indoor range:) something very satisfying in shooting an AR15 assault rifle,you know? Yes,we got to use all the weapons that the local SWAT team used,so it was cool.

We got to do fun things like see the evidence room...now I knew where all the good weed in my city was;it was in 10 lb. bundles in an airtight container 3 miles from my house! Jesus,they opened the container and me and a few others just looked at each other and tried not to drool.Then they told us that the only reason why they got the shit [this was from one bust] was because a guy had a busted tail light and panicked and ran...run and the cops will assume you're hiding something.

The cop laughed and said if the guy had just stopped when he was supposed to,he would have driven away with a warning to fix the tail light...but people are stupid and they panic...and they get busted.

Now all was fine and entertaining hearing stories from cops talking about busts,domestic violence cases,meth labs,idiots in gangs...general crazy shit that people do.

One night,we had a Drug Task Force cop come in with Daisy,the drug-sniffing dog.

THAT was the only night I was sweating it a little because all I could do was look at my purse on the floor and think about all the weed I had carried in it for roughly 8 years...I was thinking "Jesus H Christ,there is gonna be one leaf or seed in there and that fucking Golden Retriever is gonna make a bee-line right for me and sit down!"

So cop is planting bags of synthetic drugs around the room for Daisy to find when they bring her in...far away from me,thank god.I literally help my breath as she tore through the room,finding each bag and signaling when she found something.She never even came near me or looked my way....whew!

So in the end,I got a coffee mug,a bullshit certificate of completion and the pleasure of having my local police force recognize me and smile and wave as I drive by [with a 1/2 oz in the glovebox!].Gotta love it.

My friends still shake their heads at me when the subject comes up.Ahh,it was fun!

So tell us their secrets.. tell us how to get around them. Shit, they're watching us here, we gotta watch them.. and to do so we should join a cop forum.

Haha, sounds like an interesting experience.

I wanna go to the shooting range... that sounds like alot of fun!! exspecialy when high!!

shooting range + cops FUN