I had a full felony style stop a few years back here in small town Montana. Cop car sideways to my door, blinding me with lights (pulled in parking lot, as you), second officer looking all in vehicle with flashlight, while first interrogated me. Headlight out. Had new replacement on seat next to me, that I was going home to install. That didn't diffuse, just got worse. I have been around on the streets enough in my youth to know and feel that I could not make one wrong move. They were hoping I would. It was beyond tense. After much nastiness, they let me go with a threat that if they saw me again, they would do it all over. No traffic infraction or ticket, no warning, invisible on any records. Why did it happen? (in that manner) My only deduction is they really had an attitude against ponytails. Brought back memories from 1970. They had no clue I was an established local engineer at that time.
It was a roust, as was yours. They were hoping it would lead to bigger sheet than a pink thing. You disappointed them. Tax dollars hard at work, while the meth heads run rampant.
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