Wow, talk about an insane night. This'll be a long entry, so hunker down and get a snack.
First out of the blue I am invited to a Black Heart Procession contest by a really talented artist that I think might have an interest in me.. she seems like a really nice person and it'd be a lot of fun to get to know her. Anyway, that part is fine, and after the concert I went to McDonalds then started for the subway home.
While sitting on the bench sipping my remaining Powerade, I notice a guy sitting next to me rolling joints, selling them, and muttering "I'm so high.. I'm so high.." over and over to himself in the off-time. Figuring I didn't want to be seen near the guy, I stood up and noticed a sign about not drinking on the subway, or facing a $250 fine. Well I figure the train'll be there in a bit, so locate a trashcan on the other side of the pillar.
It is here all hell breaks loose. On my way to the trashcan, three cops whistle me over, and start berrating me pretty bad. Then I figure out it's because I am holding a drink in my hand, and they claim it's illegal to drink on the station. I apologize and go to throw it out, but no so fast - they'll let me off without a ticket if I (fill in the blank here.) Everything from reading the sign in Spanish backwards when I said I couldn't speak Spanish to making me repeat the words slowly like a retard for their massive amusement. Then they decide to give me the ticket anyway.
Next up, while they are sitting me down to get my info, they begin harassing a couple of punk kids, REALLY wanting to pick on them, and tried to scare them into saying they knew me "It's illegal to lie to an officer! You could spend the night in jail!" crap. Well after they eventually had to let them go, they want my ID. I go for my wallet, and they act like I have a weapon, and take it for me. When I get it back, I discover later, it's missing the $15 I had.
So they make me miss a train for - their words, not mine - the fact they wanted to make my life harder. Finally a train comes, the last one out, and they have to get on it too so they decide to finish the ticket there. Once I am onboard the train, they decide to attempt to arrest me for being on a train without a ticket!! After they made me get on it! Fortunatly I had one since I was going for a train anyway. Disappointed, they find a new target - a group of like 10 people try to get on the train, but one has lost his ticket. Noone's checking the tickets, but he does the right thing and offers the police $10 to get a ticket at the next stop to make up for it. Their responce? They shove him off, and wave "bye bye" and make stupid faces at him as he's left stranded in Hollywood.
They try to then say I have a fake ID because I didn't know what weight was on the licenese or how much I weigh. They eventually drop that, and leave me with the ticket.
Now, because they make me miss my stop writing it, I wind up way past the right stop and wind up in Chinatown at like 2AM so go to crash with my friend in Sierra Madre. After some trains and winding up in very.. bad parts of town, I get a taxi and get over there. The last ATM withdraw I did in Pasadenda after I was robbed by LA's finest was $2 short, so I go to the bank to get money to pay him. I get my money, but it eats me card. Damn. I'll have to get it in the morning.. right?
Well in the morning I find out, unlike my bank which apparently has common sense, they have found some Federal Law that means they can't give my card back despite the fact they ACKNOWLEDGE TO MY FACE it's a broken ATM machine! As they take my credit card which I desperately need being out of work to destroy it, they happily ask if I want to file a maintence report against the ATM.
So I made it home, and had to call home to get my rent. That's a story in and of itsself, that I won't bore you with. If I had JUST MADE IT HOME after the concert, I would have said it was a really good night. As is, all I can say is mega-WTF!! I have to admit my already low opinion of the LAPD dropped to a bottom right then weather it's right or wrong.
First out of the blue I am invited to a Black Heart Procession contest by a really talented artist that I think might have an interest in me.. she seems like a really nice person and it'd be a lot of fun to get to know her. Anyway, that part is fine, and after the concert I went to McDonalds then started for the subway home.
While sitting on the bench sipping my remaining Powerade, I notice a guy sitting next to me rolling joints, selling them, and muttering "I'm so high.. I'm so high.." over and over to himself in the off-time. Figuring I didn't want to be seen near the guy, I stood up and noticed a sign about not drinking on the subway, or facing a $250 fine. Well I figure the train'll be there in a bit, so locate a trashcan on the other side of the pillar.
It is here all hell breaks loose. On my way to the trashcan, three cops whistle me over, and start berrating me pretty bad. Then I figure out it's because I am holding a drink in my hand, and they claim it's illegal to drink on the station. I apologize and go to throw it out, but no so fast - they'll let me off without a ticket if I (fill in the blank here.) Everything from reading the sign in Spanish backwards when I said I couldn't speak Spanish to making me repeat the words slowly like a retard for their massive amusement. Then they decide to give me the ticket anyway.
Next up, while they are sitting me down to get my info, they begin harassing a couple of punk kids, REALLY wanting to pick on them, and tried to scare them into saying they knew me "It's illegal to lie to an officer! You could spend the night in jail!" crap. Well after they eventually had to let them go, they want my ID. I go for my wallet, and they act like I have a weapon, and take it for me. When I get it back, I discover later, it's missing the $15 I had.
So they make me miss a train for - their words, not mine - the fact they wanted to make my life harder. Finally a train comes, the last one out, and they have to get on it too so they decide to finish the ticket there. Once I am onboard the train, they decide to attempt to arrest me for being on a train without a ticket!! After they made me get on it! Fortunatly I had one since I was going for a train anyway. Disappointed, they find a new target - a group of like 10 people try to get on the train, but one has lost his ticket. Noone's checking the tickets, but he does the right thing and offers the police $10 to get a ticket at the next stop to make up for it. Their responce? They shove him off, and wave "bye bye" and make stupid faces at him as he's left stranded in Hollywood.
They try to then say I have a fake ID because I didn't know what weight was on the licenese or how much I weigh. They eventually drop that, and leave me with the ticket.
Now, because they make me miss my stop writing it, I wind up way past the right stop and wind up in Chinatown at like 2AM so go to crash with my friend in Sierra Madre. After some trains and winding up in very.. bad parts of town, I get a taxi and get over there. The last ATM withdraw I did in Pasadenda after I was robbed by LA's finest was $2 short, so I go to the bank to get money to pay him. I get my money, but it eats me card. Damn. I'll have to get it in the morning.. right?
Well in the morning I find out, unlike my bank which apparently has common sense, they have found some Federal Law that means they can't give my card back despite the fact they ACKNOWLEDGE TO MY FACE it's a broken ATM machine! As they take my credit card which I desperately need being out of work to destroy it, they happily ask if I want to file a maintence report against the ATM.
So I made it home, and had to call home to get my rent. That's a story in and of itsself, that I won't bore you with. If I had JUST MADE IT HOME after the concert, I would have said it was a really good night. As is, all I can say is mega-WTF!! I have to admit my already low opinion of the LAPD dropped to a bottom right then weather it's right or wrong.
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iyce:
Damn. I thought people were just giving cops a bed rep. but they really are so some fuckers aren't they? I hope you are having a better day today!
angust:
are you really throwing bugs out the window?? that is so fucking gross robert! i love and miss you too!..my sister is real!! oh and she isn't staying with me until next week 'cause i pawned that bitch off on my 26 year old step-mother! so that means you can come by if you'd like. 