Fulcrum29
Honorary Master
The weirdest experience I have ever had was a little over a decade ago. We were busy with an infrastructure deployment and had to work overtime due to a shift in timeframes. I was the only willing person to work far longer hours. In the very early morning, after midnight, hours I would be the only person on site. I was not alone; the company had security, and operators/controllers doing their shifts. However, this being a bit of a remote site, you had to traverse a dubious area to get there.
On a Sunday morning around 0400 hours, I left through their checkpoint, took a right, and then it was a straight drive to the N2, passing by the side of a populated area. At a crossroads about halfway through, I got parked in by a cops. At first they did a normal procedural check, but then decided to 'skud' me; they rummaged through the van, and me, and then they left. There I was, close to dawn, having to pack everything back into the van, checking if everything was there. Overall I was okay, just a bit confused, and lekker befok.
Nothing was out of place, and I believe that they were looking for drugs. I am well acquainted with the 'red badges', and still talk to some who have served in those units in the police. That morning, as a young father at the time, I had to explain to my wife not only why I had to work late but also my bad mood. Not the best Sunday. The Monday morning, I had to explain to the boss what the GPS data were telling him.
Just to add, we had a rule of taking all company vehicles back to the garage and into the lockup. When I took the van back to get my car, there wasn't any security to open the gate for some reason. I had to take the van home. Not a great week at all. All because of some odd police encounter.
I have mentioned this story in the past here.
On a Sunday morning around 0400 hours, I left through their checkpoint, took a right, and then it was a straight drive to the N2, passing by the side of a populated area. At a crossroads about halfway through, I got parked in by a cops. At first they did a normal procedural check, but then decided to 'skud' me; they rummaged through the van, and me, and then they left. There I was, close to dawn, having to pack everything back into the van, checking if everything was there. Overall I was okay, just a bit confused, and lekker befok.
Nothing was out of place, and I believe that they were looking for drugs. I am well acquainted with the 'red badges', and still talk to some who have served in those units in the police. That morning, as a young father at the time, I had to explain to my wife not only why I had to work late but also my bad mood. Not the best Sunday. The Monday morning, I had to explain to the boss what the GPS data were telling him.
Just to add, we had a rule of taking all company vehicles back to the garage and into the lockup. When I took the van back to get my car, there wasn't any security to open the gate for some reason. I had to take the van home. Not a great week at all. All because of some odd police encounter.
I have mentioned this story in the past here.