LEO Encounter - Got a ticket this morning
Background: I donít have my CHL yet, but I legally carry in my car. Itís been a decade or more since I got a ticket.
Got one this morning by motorcycle cop for running a stop sign.
<Italics are my grumpy, sarcastic, early morning THOUGHTS, not spoken, with a bit of artistic license thrown in.>
Having learned some things at this site, I rolled down my windows before he approached. I dug for my insurance card before he got up to me.
Me: <*Bleep* My gun! Itís still in my purse. Now what do I do? It's not visible. Just be calm.>
LEO: ďWhatís the emergency that you couldnít stop at the stop sign?Ē
Me: <Oh, nice cliche. NOT.>
Me: ďNo emergency.Ē (Getting my license from my billfold.)
LEO: I need your license and insurance.
Me: (handed them to him.)
LEO took them back to his motorcycle.
Me: <What do I do with the gun? Leave it there? Move it to where I hide it? Is he going to know Iíve applied for a CHL? What will I do if he says something? I donít dare lie, and I donít need to. Iím legal. But what if he has an attitude? I *really* donít want to deal with attitude about my gun this morning. D***. Iíll have to be even more careful driving.>
I made sure he was still at his motorcycle, moved my purse nearer me, and without looking down, took the gun out and put it under my arm rest, in the well thatís there. <Be careful. Act naturally. Nothingís wrong, Officer. There is no gun here. ďPay no attention to the man behind the curtain!Ē There. Itís done.>
LEO comes back with the metal ticket holder/writer thingy.
LEO: "Name, Rank, Serial Number?" (Just kidding.) Asked me the usual stuff, but also asked me my work address, phone number, and job title.
Me: "Iím curious why thatís asked for."
LEO: (Tilting the ticket holder thingy towards me) "Because itís on here."
Me: <Oh, thank you very much for that wonderfully accurate but totally uninformative answer. Stupid of me to bother to ask.>
LEO: "Appear at court such and such at (address) on (date). Have a good day."
He didnít say or do anything bad. I didnít say or do anything bad except run a stop sign and not be overly polite. (Kinda hard to do during morning exhaustion.) I am VERY glad he didnít know to ask about weapons, and I am NOT looking forward to having to deal with that when my CHL comes in. Iím not a confrontational person, and I donít deal well with conflict. I can only hope I donít run into ďone of those.Ē I will definitely hand over my CHL with my driverís license, but I will probably wait for him to say ďAre you armed now?Ē before I mention it. And then, of course, honesty is the best policy.
Comments welcome, and thanks for all I've learned here.