Stop, Communicate, And Listen!

, , , | Legal | August 21, 2020

There’s a stop sign around the corner from my house that many people, myself included, roll through because both cross streets are very quiet with little traffic. One is a dead-end that I have never seen anyone pulling out of in my twenty-four years of living here.

Coming home from the store one day, I make my usual “stop,” turn onto my street, and pull into my driveway. As I shut the car off, I notice there is a cop with his lights on parked in front of my driveway. My driveway is quite long, so there’s some distance between us. I’m not entirely sure what to do, since I’m technically already pulled over and parked, and I don’t want to just exit the vehicle unprompted. But the cop doesn’t move or get out, either.

Finally, I decide to just open my door.

Me: “Is there a problem?”

Officer: “That stop sign?”

Me: “I probably rolled through it; you’re right.”

Officer: “So, you’re not trying to pull over for me?”

Me: *Confused* “I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you until I pulled into the driveway.”

Officer: “Yeah, I know.”

Me: *More confused* “I… I live here. I was parked before I even saw your car.”

Officer: *Sarcastic* “Well, I’m trying to conduct this traffic stop.”

I have no idea what he wants from me right now. He’s given me no instructions, just sarcasm.

Me: “Do you want me to back up, or stay here, or…?”

Officer: “License and registration, please.”

I got back in my car, got my things, and took them to the officer’s car. The rest of the stop was fairly uneventful. He didn’t ticket me, but it was the weirdest and rudest traffic stop I’d ever been a part of. I understand it was awkward because I happen to have gotten pulled over at my house, but I’d have been happy to comply had he given me instructions instead of insinuating I was disobeying him from the start.

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