On Saturday night, I was dispatched to a traffic collision in an alley where a truck supposedly backed into a wall. The calling party was watching from his surveillance camera and even saw the driver get out of the truck and urinate.
When I arrived, I saw an older white truck hugging a garage at the dead end. It was facing westbound and there were two people inside. I turned on my spot light and bathed the truck’s interior with thousands of lumens.
There was a cloud of marijuana smoke inside the truck that would’ve made Cheech and Chong jealous. The light reflected like I used my high beams on a foggy night.
I explained to them why I was there and asked, “Did you hit the wall?”
“Do you live here?”
“No, we’re just smoking here.”
“You’re smoking marijuana in your truck and eventually you’re going to drive away? That doens’t sound very smart.”
The driver replied, “I’ll be okay to drive.”
I had the driver step out so I could investigate further. During the pat-down I found two knives. One on his belt and the other in a pocket. I felt something else in his right front pants pocket and asked, “What is this?”
“It’s a glass vial.”
“What’s in it?”
“Can I get it?”
I reached into his pocket, but there was only a lighter. “There isn’t a vial in there,” I said.
“Oh, I must’ve forgot it at home,” he said matter of factly.
Some other cops arrived and stood by as I looked for damage. There was a wall at the dead end, but there was a metal guard rail protecting it. There was no damage to the guard rail and certainly none to the block wall. The truck had some old damage to the left rear quarter panel, but nothing else.
I contacted the witness who told me he heard a noise that sounded like a crash. That’s when he looked at his surveillance cameras and called the police because there was an unfamiliar truck in the alley.
In the end, the driver picked the wrong place to park and smoke. He had a warrant and was arrested. It seemed very normal to him and he took it in stride. He was definitely an expert in this process.
I bet he could even MDT book himself on the computer.