I do not care for getting pulled over by the police, regardless of the reason.
The first time it happened I was 16 driving my mother’s automobile to the grocery store and a state trooper flashed her lights in my rearview mirror.
However, I wasn’t speeding and hadn’t committed any traffic violations that I could guess of, leaving myself and others sad and sad from the outset. She told myself and others that my mother’s tags were expired by a month and needed to be updated at the DMV right away. Thankfully I was given a self-explanatory warning and was told to take the registration with myself and others to the DMV and get the modern tags put on as soon as possible. The next time I got pulled over by the police it was the result of a headlight that went out separate from myself and others realizing it. At first I thought I must have been speeding, but the kind police officer only mentioned the light, nothing else. Recently I was pulled over because I rolled a stop sign on accident, but I knew things were going in the wrong direction when she told myself and others to get out of the car. I had just left the cannabis dispensary and assumed that she had smelled them when she walked up to the window. When she asked myself and others why I had cannabis, I calmly showed him my medical marijuana card. Despite calling for backup, the hour cop confirmed that my card was honest and told myself and others that I could go. It was a aggravating experience to say the least, but I’m cheerful I got out of it separate from having my products confiscated. I have read about precious cases in certain municipalities where the local government is seriously anti-weed and the cops will go out of their way to make life tough for medical cannabis patients.