Anyone else have this problem? This has happened to me more than once. Maybe because I'm clean-cut and wear my hat "retarded"(I'm told) which is in the conventional sense. Maybe I should become a cop to prove these meth freaks right, and then send them to jail. I think it's hilarious and I'll feed them with comments like "if I am an undercover cop, I can't tell you."

go buy yourself a 94 Caprice cop car and see how many people run and hide from ya then...
or, better yet, a newer Crown Vic.. "five-oh" still uses them, so they really freak out when they see one of them with a spotlight coming towards them...

In the mid 90's a co-worker had a '93 Caprice. It was actually an ex unmarked cop car but maroon color and no spotlight. Our work group had to go to out-of-state company meetings about once a month and would take the Caprice. It was interesting to watch traffic ahead slow down and move to the right. Also fun to come up behind someone and stay there. The worried frequent glances to the rear view mirror and slowing speed were priceless.

In the mid 90's a co-worker had a '93 Caprice. It was actually an ex unmarked cop car but maroon color and no spotlight. Our work group had to go to out-of-state company meetings about once a month and would take the Caprice. It was interesting to watch traffic ahead slow down and move to the right. Also fun to come up behind someone and stay there. The worried frequent glances to the rear view mirror and slowing speed were priceless.

I've always driven a caprice since High School... and I was 8 when my parents bought their '91, and I'm now on my 4th of the last generation caprices. This phenomenon does more to **** me off than amuse me anymore... it's hard to battle your way through traffic when everyone is on the brakes in front of you all the time. :sad: Now I've got a cowl hood and impala grille on my '95 wagon, so I can drive over the speed limit in traffic now :D

:) I guess the Big Guy is trying to tell you something.

I've had more than a few complete strangers look at me and say, "you're a cop," in a matter of fact way. Of course it's true, but WTF? Do I have it stamped on my forehead? Sheeesh. :clonk:

when i came into the air force i was 25 and bald. they put me in the dorms just like all the new guys. everyone thought i was OSI (office of special investigations) because everyone else in the dorms was 18 or 19 years old. hard to make friends like that.

In 1968, while in the US Army, I was sent, with a fellow soldier, to Redwood City, CA to attend school at Ampex for two weeks. We were sent "civilian status"...no uniforms, civilian clothes. The airline tickets were provided for us and we were each given $200.00 "personal funds". Ampex was kind enough to provide us with a company car, which we would share with other guys from around the country who were attending the class. One problem.....the car was a dark blue Ford Fairlane, blackwall tires with small hubcaps. Now, add to that the fact that our hair was very short, and we looked like a couple of narcs while cruising around San Francisco...especially the Haight Ashbury area and Golden Gate Park!! This WAS, after all, the height of the hippy movement, and we stood out like a sore thumb!

There was one memorable Sunday, though. We found a go go bar (something new to us East Coast guys at the time) in San Jose called "The Ore House". It was situated at the end of a strip mall, AND they had 5 cent beers from 11 AM until 4 PM on Sundays!! :beers: I can still remember one guy who had a huge stack of empty mugs on his table at the end of the day! Ahhhh, the advantages of being 21 years old. :D

A few weeks ago a guy asked me if I was in the Mafia. It's not a common occurrence, but it's not the first time it's happened.

Usually it's when someone gets killed and I make my usual statement, "Some people need killin'".

You don't go around saying, "Some people need to be arrested", do you?

The same thing used to happen to me....sort of. When my nephew was stationed at Randolph Air Force Base, the guards at the gate always asked for my "military ID" first whenever I'd go see him. I'd have to tell them I was a civilian.

You don't go around saying, "Some people need to be arrested", do you?


No, I just go into a bar and mind my own business. These people seem to have to come up to me and start a conversation. I figure if they are that paranoid that they have to ask if I'm a cop, that they must be up to no good, which is usually due to their use of methamphetamine.

Take an ignorant person of low intelligence, add meth, and you get someone who is really paranoid. Since they start the conversation, I just play along and freak them out even worse. I told a girl last night "if you are so worried that I'm a cop, you must have something to hide." Then I asked her if her friends use meth. She said "maybe five years ago, but not anymore." I'm thinking they are still smoking off of tinfoil. :D

:) I guess the Big Guy is trying to tell you something.

I've had more than a few complete strangers look at me and say, "you're a cop," in a matter of fact way. Of course it's true, but WTF? Do I have it stamped on my forehead? Sheeesh. :clonk:

Actually Sean over the years I can spot a LEO or a fireman in a room full of people. Most of the time it's because they can't leave the job at work.

Actually Sean over the years I can spot a LEO or a fireman in a room full of people. Most of the time it's because they can't leave the job at work.

I can spot oilfield hands from a mile away. But it's usually because they're foul-mouthed, filthy buggers. ;)

years ago when I worked undercover as a narcotics detective with a large sheriff's office in the Southwest, it was not unusual to arrest someone you had bought dope from on several occasions and have them say, "I knew you were a cop!". Our come back line was, "Then why did you sell to me?". They never had an answer to it that.

I had some fun one day. I stopped at the gas station on my way to the shooting range and I had my P90 .45ACP on my belt. A lady asked me "oh are you in law enforcement"? Which I replied "no". Her face turned pale white. I was tring not to grin at her and I told her I was on my way to the range. She said that she didn't know you could wear it like that and I explained as long as it's not concealed it was allright, plus I didn't have the magazine in it anyway. I don't think she was happy untill I got back in my truck and left.:p

I had some fun one day. I stopped at the gas station on my way to the shooting range and I had my P90 .45ACP on my belt. A lady asked me "oh are you in law enforcement"?


Next time say "No ma'am, I'm a musician" and hope she's seen Blues Brothers ;)

you know? i'm not a big guy, i don't think i look all that menacing, but somehow, if there is a cop around, i'm being questioned. when i get pulled over, the cop usually waits for back up, before approaching me. i'm usually the first to jump in, if a cop needs help (i recently stopped a slow speed chase) or if emergency people need any assistance, but for some reason, law enforcement is attracted to me like flies on a turd. even last week i was at point lobos and the ranger told me i couldn't enter till i smiled and then warned that there were three rangers in the park.....i don't get it....