I lived in India for 24 years and never got into any trouble with the cops. I was here less than six months and had three encounters…
The first time, my two friends and I were in a rental car just outside of Atlanta. We were stopped at a red light. I was munching on a bagel and slurping a shake when my friend in the driver’s seat said: “It’s coming too fast!”
The next thing I knew the bagel and shake were flying through the air and we were all screaming. The impact of the collision was so violent that the lens of my sunglasses popped out and our car was smashed into the Toyota Sienna in front of us. We had been rear-ended by someone driving 50 – 60 miles per hour.
A few moments later a police officer knocked on my window.
I wasn’t really alright, but I gave him the thumbs up and he went to the other car.
After speaking to the woman in the other car and assessing the situation, the officer determined that the collision occurred because of how we were situated in the road. He issued us a citation. My friends and I were still in shock and we didn’t even know what a citation was or that it was bad!
But as luck would have it the whole accident was recorded on the dash cam of a Papa John’s delivery man. After the accident, the delivery man drove over and told the cop he had the whole thing on video but the cop didn’t have time to see the video, so the guy left and delivered a pizza. This happened another three times and after the delivery man delivered the third pizza the cop was finally able to view the video.
Based on the video the officer determined the woman was lying and cancelled our citation and charged her. The whole time the officer was charging the woman she just looked down at her newly manicured nails. It became apparent to us why had she hit us: she was looking at her nails instead of at the road. She never once said she was sorry or showed any remorse for what she had done.
Afterwards, the officer spoke on the phone with the Hertz customer service representative to inform them what had happened and ensure we didn’t get stuck paying for any of the damages. He said he’d been fleeced in these situations before and he didn’t want us to have the same problems. He even called a taxi and waited with us until it got there! He was so kind.
My second encounter happened while I was returning home from a friend’s party on my motorcycle four nights after graduating from Emory University. I was following behind another car and just sort of ‘in the zone’ when the car suddenly made a right-hand turn and I continued straight – right through a red light. The lights and sirens went on immediately; it turns out there was a cop directly behind me.
As soon as the lights and siren went on I immediately went to the side of the road, turned the engine off, removed my helmet and started walking towards the cop.
When I got to the officer’s car I profusely apologized for my error.
“That’s the fastest I’ve ever seen anyone pull over for a traffic stop.” He chuckled.
He told me how I should behave in the future: turn the engine off and stay on the bike until the officer walked up to me.
“When I saw you remove the helmet and get off the bike, I thought you were gonna run.” He said. “Don’t move so fast next time – if you move fast I move fast, and when I move fast I don’t make good decisions.”
He was so nice and patient when he explained how I should react in the future.
“Now this is the part you’re not going to like…”
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