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I had one experience that was merely inefficient and slightly disrespectful, but the others have all been positive.
In the "bad" case, I was in my new town, and not used to the way that streets went. I'd never, ever in my life encountered a three-way street with multiple sets of lights for each direction (as in, it takes you two traffic lights to get through in each direction). I was confused, and accidently ran a red light (there was no other traffic). The cop pulled me over, and I asked what I had done. He rolled his eyes, and said I'd run a red light. Given that my license plate was from another state, it should have been evident that I probably knew jack-shit about the laws. I said I didn't understand, and could he explain how the light system worked at that intersection so I wouldn't do it again. He refused, and wrote me a ticket. The ticket took over 1/2 hour to process. When I went in to pay my ticket, I did tell what had happened, and said that I felt like the enforcers of the law should also be able to explain the law. The desk clerk agreed, and said she'd make a note of it to his superior (my "arresting officer" was a campus cop in training).
The good situations have been highly positive. In the first, I used to work the night shift at my school's library, then I'd stay for several hours to work in the computer lab on my papers.Most nights, I got out of there around 3 or 4 am, and walked home to catch a few hours of sleep before my class schedule began again in the morning. The walk home was a good 2 miles, and I'd walk it briskly, sometimes jog it, for exercise. The coats I wore were very light, or else I'd wear no coat at all. I was 1/2 mile away from my house when a cop pulled up alongside me, and asked if I'd had car trouble, and if he could radio someone for help. I told him the situation, and he said that I should be careful walking, and that he'd make sure that whoever was on duty would patrol that stretch of street (it was pretty dark) periodically during the early a.m. hours. Wow.
In the second case, I was brought in as a possible witness to an attempted murder committed by a student of mine against his ex-girlfriend. Long story there (quick summary: an office mate heard me say that I knew the kid, since he was my student, and mistook the information to say that I knew he was going to hurt her. the girl was her student, and rather than confirm the info with me, she told the girl. thus, I got a call from the police.).
I was not too happy to go in for questioning, since I was afraid that I might be booked as an accessory. Luckily, I called our family lawyers, and they told me how to handle myself, since I knew nothing about the incident until it appeared in the paper. The sergeant who questioned me said immediately that I was cleared of everything, and asked what all I was doing at the university. I explained that I wrote fiction and nonfiction, and that I was interested in crime and mystery writing. He gave me several story leads, and said he could hook me up with the local prisons (we have tons of prisons around here). He took the time to tell me several of the stories in great detail, gave me his card and his private extension number, and said to call if I wanted to be hooked up. That, in my book, is fucking awesome.
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