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I was hitchhiking a few years back and I was kinda stuck in Merritt Ontario goin southeast. They were blasting on the highway and they had traffic lined up at the flag person for a half mile every time they stopped the traffic. I thought I'd get a ride easily but I ended up there for hours and so I pulled out a pre rolled joint and lit it up as the traffic was being waved through. Focusing on the run in my joint and not the road I didn't notice the cop pull up on the shoulder until he was right in front of me. I decided to not try to hide the joint out of respect for his intelligence and just held it in my hand. I told him I was fucked because of the blasting and they wouldn't let me walk through it. He was offering to drive me to the other end of the blasting and I was still holding the joint which was still burning. I said yes and he said 'go ahead and finish your toke, no rush' and smiled. He asked me about weapons and I said I had a machete and a hatchet in my pack and a pipe and a few grams of marijuana in my pocket. He said that the bag had to go in the trunk but he didn't care about the weed. He drove me about 30km to the other side and asked me about the hatchet and machete and I told him the truth, that I spend lots of time in the wilderness and out there these are essential tools. When he let me out and popped the trunk for me to get my pack he handed me a cigar and told me to enjoy myself and stay safe.
Cool shit that cop was.
Cool shit that cop was.