FUCK THE POLICE

THEY'RE JUST A BUNCH OF ASSHOLES WHO HAVE NO RESPECT.

I have zero tolerance for adults who show no respect.

I wanted to refrain from using such profanity on the internet, but sometimes it's unavoidable. There's adrenaline rushing through me right now and I'm just... Really pissed...

I was at my friend's house giving her her christmas present from me. Apparently before I went she had called her mom a bunch of times just simply trying to get a hold of her, but the mom thought it was something urgent so she called the police. Paranoid, much? I guess some moms are just like that.

I'm assuming the police station asked who specifically was supposed to be at the house, and the mom specified my friend and her sister. I guess she didn't know I was visiting..

At some point, someone began banging on the door. Like BANGING. Unnecessarily hard. I sat still and let my friend answer the door. Outside was two Caucasian police officers. My friend tried going outside to talk to them, but they waltzed right through the door without question. They immediately began to scan the house with flashlights raising their voices with attitude ordering every person in the house to sit on the couches. My friend had a look of confusion and her sister was bawling in tears. I stayed as calm as I could as I casually asked one of the officers, "Did the alarm go off?" because the  house is armed with an alarm that will call the police station if a door is opened while armed. A similar system was set-up at my old workplace. Anyways, they asked about two or three times to my friend who was in the house. They even asked me once, but ignored my answer. Why did they ignore my answer? Because the more aggressive looking officer turned to his partner and said, "The mom said only the daughters are supposed to be home. HE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE."
OKAY SHERLOCK. YOU'RE FUCKING COOL. FUCK YOU.
Upon hearing that I immediately thought to myself, 'My friend's mom fucking called the police on me? That can't be right, this is ridiculous.'
The officer kept telling his partner that I wasn't supposed to be there. He even told my face that I wasn't supposed to be there. WE GET IT SHUT THE FUCK UP.
As I sat there in denial, one of the officers approached me and said, "Do you have ID on you?" and I responded "Yeah..."
Apparently they didn't hear me so he quickly asked again. "ID! DO YOU HAVE ID ON YOU?"
Getting angered by such tone, I responded "YES" in a firm voice.
"GIVE it to me." The officer said. At this point I was pissed.
I don't like to make a big scene in situations like this, so I slowly pulled out my wallet and slid out my driver's license as casually as I could. The officer quickly stepped back, pulled out some index cards, and a pen. He proceeded to write ALL of my information down as he reported it to the police station on his walkie-talkie. He then asked my friend for all of her information and repeated the same procedure. Why didn't they ask the crying sister for hers? What were they thinking? That I'm some sort of sex offender? What the fuck is wrong with these cops?
During all commotion, my friend's grandmother and their little cousins walked through the door. The kids ran around oblivious to the situation and the grandmother try to get involved with the situation but it didn't seem like it was helping because she couldn't speak english. After my friend and the grandmother tried their best to explain the situation the partner finally said to the other officer, "I think it's alright, it's just a friend."
At first it sounded like the aggressive officer didn't want to accept such an idea, but he eventually said, "Okay" to his partner. As soon as he said that though, he turned to me and said, "But YOU gotta go. You're not supposed to be here. You have to leave."
I sat there looking at him in confusion. I didn't give him an immediate response because I was trying to figure out why he was trying to kick me out of the house for something I DIDN'T DO.
"Come on buddy. You have to leave. You're not supposed to be here. The mother said you're not supposed to be here. Put your shoes on. Let's go."
At this point, I could feel my eyebrows drop. No longer in the confused state, I was now in the pissed state. I slowly stood up and my friend had finally gotten a hold of her mom. They weren't speaking in english so I couldn't understand, but the police eventually left. Outside there was a third officer who was female and three police cars crowding the neighborhood. We even approached the officers and my friend said her mom could talk to them on the phone, but they refused. Then she asked if I still had to leave. They said it was up to the mother. At that point I didn't even want to be there anymore. I was too mad to stay, and I didn't want my friend to see me pissed off. The fact that the officers showed such disrespect even AFTER they confirmed I wasn't some sex offender or stupid teenager trying to sneak into someone's house is what made me even more mad. I understand that they're just doing their jobs, but THEY GOTTA BE FUCKING DICKS ABOUT IT. FUUUCK.

Apparently the mom wasn't trying to kick me out at all. She didn't know I was there. She just thought her daughter was in an emergency due to the numerous missed calls. It's just that the time spent calling the police based off of an incorrect assumption could've been spent calling her own daughters figuring out what's wrong instead. Oh well, over-protective mothers will be over-protective mothers.