Just had my very own
RTS moment. Driving back from the in-laws after celebrating wife’s birthday with a few gin n tonics and as I’m driving I’m thinking , can’t believe
RTS got done for drink driving, such an unlikely bloke for that kind of thing, bet he feels like utter shit, feel so sorry for him blah blah. Nek minnut as I turn the corner there’s a fucking booze bus! I just had this bad feeling in my bones like I know I’m gonna get done here, the cop breathalyzes me and then asks for my license and that’s the first time I’ve had my license checked so I’m thinking I’m fucked but then he said Allgood.
I reckon I was just under he adult limit hence the license check.
What a shit feeling, can’t imagine how he’s feeling getting done for such a low reading.
Lucky you did not have to pull over and sit in the bus and look at all the miserable people in there, some though are clearly farked before they blow on the big machine because they are swaying.
That reminds me of the time I ran a booze stop and got chased down the Motorway in Wellington.
The cops were pointing these weird sticks at the road and waving them back in forward, there was a massive BP fuel tanker pulled over ahead, I just assumed it was a flammable hazard and that the cops were waving their sticks for me to drive slowly through the road cones around the truck.
Anyway as I say I slowly drove up the highway and there were flashing lights and sirens, four cop cars chasing me.
When I wound down the window the cop said why 'didn't you fucking stop at a breath testing station"
I told him the truth, I said I had no idea waving sticks pointed at the ground means stop, he said "everybody knows what that means" so I politely mentioned it was not in the road code when I sat my License.
So this cop says "If you have even a hint of Alcohol in your blood you are under arrest for running a check point and evading police".
Luckily I had knocked off work that night and stopped at my friends who were Mormons and their idea of a night cap was Milo and some cake.
When I blew clean the policeman told me to "Fuck off and go straight home".
I have had a lot of issues with the police bro, my car when I was young got pulled over all the time, skin colour stops, especially when I owned a flash car for my demographic.
Surprised this is the first time you have been asked for your License.
When my hair greyed the cops stopped pulling me over, it is pretty shit for young men of colour though, my son and his mate get a hard time, I just tell him to always be uber polite, the police are not all the same like any job,
beers are measured & labelled in the same way.
