Quoted: I was at the station one night doing reports. Got done and walked outside to my patrol car. Checked my briefcase for forms and saw I was short some. Went back into the station. Came out and theres a guy 'standing by the front of the station I recogize (ie; arrested before, I'll call him Mr. Magoo).
I ask him whats up, and he ask if I want to by some dope? Now I'm in full uniform, standing in front of a Police Station 2ft from a marked Police Car.
I say to the guy "What?". Again he ask if I want to buy some Pot and says it good shit. So I say yeah. How much do you have? Well he doesn't have it on him but it's at his house. So I ask where he lives? He points across the street at the old two story that stands there and says right there. I tell him I can meet him there in about 10 minutes, Is that cool?. Sure.
He takes off for the house and I go into the Station and call the City next to me and talk to a Sgt I used to work with. I tell him whats going on. 5 minutes later 5 Officers from his town show up. I knock on the door of the drug house and Mr. Magoo answers. I ask if the deal is still on and he says yes. He says come on inside. At which point the other people in the house freak out. As the living room can best be described as a Drug Den.
I radio to the other Officers and arrest are made. At court Mr. Magoo claims entrapment. Mr. Magoo is convicted of all charges. And so are the people in the house.
Once while working in the office, the phone rang. I answered it by say **** Police Dept and the guy startes off telling me his Name, Address and Phone number. Now working as a Police Officer, I always wrote down shit people told me. And working in the Station answering the phone was no exception.
Than the guy proceeded to tell me how he had been trying to grow marijuana. But had not had any luck at it. And that all of his friends were growing it and had great looking plants. And he was doing the same things they were doing. But he couldn't get anything to grow. I asked the names of his friends as I might know them. So he tells me their names, I even had him confirm their addresses for me, as I was thumbing through the phonebook as he was tell me this shit.
So I ask him where he's been trying to grow his Pot? Indoor or Out? And I tell him maybe he doesn't know what it looks like and 'WE' could come over and have a look and see if in fact he has any Pot actually growing? At this, the guy gets antsy and ask if grow marijuana is illegal? I tell him the truth and he ask if he needs to talk to an attorney be I ask him anymore questions?
I tell him that he called me. And that he is not under arrest. Not a suspect. Not in-custody and if he wants to talk to an attorney he can do that. Than the guy hangs up. I call my Sgt and show him my notes. Sgt tells me to start typing up the Search Warrants, which we serve at 6am on him and his friends.
ps; the guys backyard was full of Pot plants. he was an idiot and had no clue what it looked like even though he had seen it at his friends house. and his friends were not to happy to find out that he had told us about them. he, not us told them, he told us.
Ed