Thought I would share an interesting story that happened to me yesterday.
I quite often eat my lunch near my workplace on a nice eastern suburbs Adelaide street. I occasionally have a bit of a nap and listen to bad talk back radio. There is a reserve at the end of the street which if on a nice day I will use.
Anyway, there I was eating my KFC and listening to Leon Byner when I cop car drove past quite slowly. I didn't think much of it thinking they couldn't have been looking at me. They then pulled up behind me and approached my vehicle. The young cop asked me to exit the vehicle and stand on the sidewalk in what was quite a stern tone. I obliged in a bemused but friendly manner asking what the problem was.
He asked me why I was parked at the location, I replied with the aforementioned lunch story. He then asked my name, which I gave. He then asked for identification. I thought this was going a bit far, I was essentially getting questioned by police for doing absolutely nothing wrong. Knowing my rights that in order for me to be forced into handing over my ID I must be driving a car, witnessing or committing a crime. I very politely refused to hand over my ID and asked them again what problem was and what crime I was committing.
Taking on a very indignant and cocky manner both police officers decided that giving my car a once over was in order. I seriously thought they were going to take out their baton and smash my brake light for a second.
They couldn't find anything too bad but figured my tyres were "bald" - in reality they might need replacing soon but they are by no means illegal. I asked by what standard were they bald and they couldn't answer, merely pointing and saying "that is the standard for bald". It was what happened next that made me realise exactly what this was all about. One of the cops asked me - "having fun staring at the kids?!". There happens to be a school nearby. I was apparently staring at children - I didn't even notice they were there!
Anyway, they decided to defect my vehicle. They again asked for my ID and said if didn't oblige they would arrest me. I handed over my ID, they did a check and soon realised that I had never committed a crime in my life and was, in fact, just sitting there eating my lunch.
Maybe I should have just handed over my ID and fallen to their feet in awe, but I felt slightly aggrieved and, I will be honest, pissed off that by merely eating my lunch I had been questioned by police.
Thoughts?
I quite often eat my lunch near my workplace on a nice eastern suburbs Adelaide street. I occasionally have a bit of a nap and listen to bad talk back radio. There is a reserve at the end of the street which if on a nice day I will use.
Anyway, there I was eating my KFC and listening to Leon Byner when I cop car drove past quite slowly. I didn't think much of it thinking they couldn't have been looking at me. They then pulled up behind me and approached my vehicle. The young cop asked me to exit the vehicle and stand on the sidewalk in what was quite a stern tone. I obliged in a bemused but friendly manner asking what the problem was.
He asked me why I was parked at the location, I replied with the aforementioned lunch story. He then asked my name, which I gave. He then asked for identification. I thought this was going a bit far, I was essentially getting questioned by police for doing absolutely nothing wrong. Knowing my rights that in order for me to be forced into handing over my ID I must be driving a car, witnessing or committing a crime. I very politely refused to hand over my ID and asked them again what problem was and what crime I was committing.
Taking on a very indignant and cocky manner both police officers decided that giving my car a once over was in order. I seriously thought they were going to take out their baton and smash my brake light for a second.
They couldn't find anything too bad but figured my tyres were "bald" - in reality they might need replacing soon but they are by no means illegal. I asked by what standard were they bald and they couldn't answer, merely pointing and saying "that is the standard for bald". It was what happened next that made me realise exactly what this was all about. One of the cops asked me - "having fun staring at the kids?!". There happens to be a school nearby. I was apparently staring at children - I didn't even notice they were there!
Anyway, they decided to defect my vehicle. They again asked for my ID and said if didn't oblige they would arrest me. I handed over my ID, they did a check and soon realised that I had never committed a crime in my life and was, in fact, just sitting there eating my lunch.
Maybe I should have just handed over my ID and fallen to their feet in awe, but I felt slightly aggrieved and, I will be honest, pissed off that by merely eating my lunch I had been questioned by police.
Thoughts?