Today in Criminal Procedure, my instructor asked the class if anyone in the room had any LE experiance. Myself and one other raised our hands, unsure of why he was asking this. He comes up to my desk and says "What was your first name again"
"Stu"
"Since we are doing Terry vs. OH today, would you mind coming up in front of the class and stopping and frisking me?"
"No I guess not"
So I get up in front of the class...
"Where do you work then Stuart?"
"I work for the University Police Department here at USD"
"hmm."
The professor then does his best to look like a thug, putting on a big heavy coat and hat. He then gives me the Ok to start the encounter. Through the encounter, he is very verbally uncooperative and such (no big surprise) and I am as professional as can be. I do a very thourough pat down of his upper body then a cursory search of his legs. After I told him he could be on his way and to have a nice night. I turn and go to my desk. BANG!
"Stuart, I hope you are wearing a vest because I just shot you in the back with my gun."
He shows me a *tiny* (about two inches long, .5 inch wide) gun he had in his sock inside his shoe.
I felt like a complete a s s.
"So do you have any training in search and seizure/"
"Not really" I mumble. (I had about a five minute run through, I haven't been to the academy yet)
Anyway, if this had been a street encounter, I'd be dead. We don't get ballistic vests. (We have to buy our own, or just go w/o).
I still feel a little retarded here and wanted to vent.


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