Primitive Tim | Busted by the Man

First off, I'm guilty.  I committed a crime and was sent before the judge and he dealt justly with me.  In fact, he was pretty cool.  I like Judge McGlashan, although I would hate to have his job.

After I got my new (to me) truck I procrastinated getting it registered.  Of course I had planned to do it but I just hadn't gotten around to it.  It was the next weekend after I bought it that I got pulled over.  I was pretty much oblivious as to why I was getting pulled over.  I had the tag on that I had planned to register it with so unless a cop really looked at the tag then I would blend in with everyone else... except the registration had expired from my last truck.  Up to this point I understand that I was just being neglectful and I was doing illegal things that I am guilty of.  I will be paying closer attention to this kind of stuff from now on :)

This is where I thought things got a little out of hand.  After showing the title and proof that I own that truck I am asked to get out of the vehicle.  Keep in mind I'm calm and respectful this whole time.  I just wanted them to hurry up and write my tickets so I could be on my way.  Yeah, that didn't happen.  There were two cops, the one that pulled me over and his sergeant who came later.  Once the sergeant got there he kind of took over everything.  Anyway, he asks me a few questions like why was I driving an unregistered vehicle with that tag on it and blah blah blah.  I explained it and he wasn't impressed and that's fine.  I just  wanted him to write me my tickets so I could get out of there.  That's when things escelated.

 He asks if I have cannabis with me.  I tell him I don't... because I have never ever been in possession of any illegal drug ever!  Drugs don't interest me.  He asks if he can search my truck.  I tell him I'd rather not.  So then he says he's going to have to pat me down.  I'm like okay fine I don't care.  After an intimate pat down he tells me to put my hands behind my back.  I'm like, "WHAT???" and I turn to look at him cause I'm realizing that he's about to cuff me.  He responds by saying, "If you move It will be considered resisting arrest." Why in the world would I need to be restrained.  I was perfectly compliant to everything.  So yeah, he cuffs me and then goes and searches my truck.  I was standing there on the side of the road cuffed for a good twenty minutes while he searched my truck and wrote out my tickets.  At this point I have no idea what's going on.  Am I under arrest?  Am I going down to the police station and put in jail?  Like what the heck!

The sergeant is done doing his thing  so he starts to leave and he's going to leave everything else up to the cop that initially pulled me over.  I still have the sergeants cuffs on and right before he gets in his care the other cop says, "Hey, don't you want to get your cuffs back?"  He forgot I was cuffed!?  So, he takes his cuffs off of me and leaves.  The other cop fingerprints me on the hood of his squad car, hands me my three tickets, and explains to me that I'll be getting a court summons in the mail.  He then tells me that since I had such good behavior they're going to release me there.  That seems great right?  It would have been but while I was cuffed he had called a tow truck to come impound my truck!  I'm stuck and hour away in Volusia county without my truck and left right there on the side of the road.  I'm not offered a ride to anywhere but left stranded.  Granted, they did give me my wallet and cell phone.

I as two miles from blue springs where I was going to do some freediving that day so me and my friend walked down to the springs and did what we had intended to do in the first place.  I called another friend to come pick us up when we were done.  I'm blessed with good friends.

Fast forward a few weeks.  I get my court summons.  Court starts at like 8:15AM and I figured while I'm in the beautiful county of Volusia I may as well go to the one place that makes it worth stepping foot in that county, blue springs.  Another friend comes with me to court and we planned to go freediving afterwards.  I go before the judge, show my registration, tell him I have insurance, and he drops all charges.  The government made no money off of this, just the towing company where my truck was impounded.  The whole thing was ridiculous.  We were out of court a little after nine so we headed down to the springs and enjoyed what only nature can provide.

So there it is, I tried to write this with as little bias as possible to portray and accurate representation of my experience in Volusia county.  I've concluded that their law enforcement sucks and their judicial system makes up for it.  I am now a free man with little to no trust of cops now.

Here's a picture of me freediving at Blue springs

Please pardon any typos or grammatical errors.