So a friend and I are driving in downtown Sac on our way back to his house after picking up pizza. This was about an hour ago so around 11PM. I'm driving my gf's Neon. My friend Will is from the area (I'm from north Sac) so he's directing me through the slurry of one-way streets and the late-night festivities that make up the mid town area. I make a turn, per instruction, then end up at an intersection. I stop, since cross traffic is flowing, but notice there are no stop lights facing me. No lights, no stop sign, nothing. I see the "WALK" sign light up on the sidewalk paralleling my street, and after another second of hesitation I proceed, assuming I'm clear. Before I even get across the intersection, a cop car passing by does an e-brake, tire roasting u-turn right in the middle of the intersection and lights me up.
I pull off as soon as I can into a side street and park. Within 5 seconds the cop is at my door. I'm one step ahead, and hand him my license before a word is spoken. He hands it off to his partner then greets me with "How we doing tonight?". I reply, then he asks if I know why he pulled me over. I tell him I'm not completely sure, but I assume it had something to do with the confusing intersection we just passed through. He proceeds to tell me that I was driving on a one-way street in the wrong direction.
(Will totally hosed me on that one). Next he asks if I'd had anything to drink tonight, which is where things start getting interesting...I answer "No sir" very quickly and respectfully. He asks if he can do a quick test just to be sure, and I agree. He has me follow the top of his pen with my eyes from side to side a few times. Apparently I failed the test; because he asked again if I was sure that I was not under the influence. I replied again, "No, but I did have a beer with dinner around 5PM." He doesn't seem to care, and then he asked if I could take a few more tests. I spent the next 10-15 minutes doing every DUI test in the book, and with each one the cops seemed more and more sure that I had been drinking. I could tell by their facial expressions, and the fact that they kept throwing test after test at me. Almost like they were thinking "this one will get him for sure!". Another 5-0 pulls up and I'm asked to take one final test... the breathalyzer.
And the result???
I blew a 0.0! Snake eyes baby! The cops looked absolutely stunned. Both cops from the first car looked at each other, then back at the machine, then at me, in disbelief. After a few shaky words from the first cop I talked to, I was told that I was free to go. No ticket, no nothing. Almost like they were disappointed. Maybe even a tad bit embarrassed. At any rate, it scared the dog shit out of me and I HAD to tell you guys about this. And to top it all off, my friend Will ate both his slices of pizza and enjoyed every minute of my 20 minute harassment. Jerk off! What if I was arrested, all because of HIS bad directions!? Haha what a night, hope you guys enjoyed this story!
glad you didn't get a ticket or anything though. Your friend needs a nice punch though.
Sam-I-Am
