Let me preface this by saying I live in a town of less than 1000 people that my ancesters founded. I am kin to almost everyone here in one way or another and there is likely less than 10% of the people living here that don't know me, by name, on sight.
I'm driving home today. The speed limit is 45MPH to the city limit. Has been for the last 30 years. I'm driving slightly under the limit when I round the curve leading out of town and see one of our new Deputy Sheriff's sitting under the shade tree running radar. No big deal, I'm totally legal and even double check my speed when I saw him.
Suddenly the new Crown Victoria kicks up a cloud of dust, does a burn out worthy of a NASCAR champion and falls in behind me with lights flashing. WTF? I pull over, get the insurance and license out and ask the Deputy "What was all that about?".
"License and proof of insurance" was his reply. "Uh, you mean these?" I said holding up the already, ready documents. I ask "45 is still the limit here, right?" "You were doing 60" was his reply.
Now up to this point, I had no anymosity in my blood towards this guy, but he pushed the red button with that comment. "That's f***ing Bulls**t, and YOU know it!" Quickly we are standing outside the vehicle and he has taken the "Alpha Cop" stance with me. "What are you doing around here, Boy?" he asks. "None of your By God buisness" I reply. Keep in mind I'm less than 2 miles from my house. "You need to watch your tone" he tells me. "You need to watch yours" I respond.
Flash forward to me handcuffed, face planted against the sizzling hood of his shiny new Crown Vic when backup arrives. Turns out backup is one of the guys I went to school with. After he has a quick conversation with "Deputy Fife" he walks over to me and gets my side of the story. 10 seconds later I'm uncuffed, sincerely apologuised to by the 2nd deputy and sent on my merry way.
Turns out this yahoo that pulled me over is in his first week as the new resident deputy here after graduating from the academy and moving from Houston. I guess he was trying to impress on the locals that there was a new "Boss" in town. He needs to work on growing a decent moustache and losing 30 lbs before he tries that "Deputy Fife" routine around here again.
It's "Gung Ho" twerps like this guy that give LEO's a bad name.