truorion
2008-11-16, 19:42
Well, I got busted. That's the short story.
The long story is a bit more interesting.
I'm a college student here in Kent, Ohio. There's a lot of stoners here, but what do you expect, it's a college campus. So one day I get out of class early, and decide to.. get drunk at 3 p.m. Well, I drank myself retarded on Sailor Jerry's rum, and passed out probably around 8 p.m. I woke up around 3 a.m to two of my friends sitting in my room, also drunk as fuck. I asked what they were doing here, since they lived an hour away.. and they said they were about to roll up a doob for each of us. I liked that idea.
I didn't realize it was 3 a.m since I had passed out much earlier, and started playing my music loud and enjoying myself, as drunk as I still was. The next thing I heard was POUNDING on my door, and thinking "shit, is it really 3 a.m?, fuck, it's probably my neighbor being pissed off", I answered without even looking. It wasn't my neighbor, but instead 3 po-pos, all dressed in black. I stepped outside to talk to them, and pulled the door behind me. Before I could close the door, the cop stuck his foot in the doorway so I couldn't close it.
He told me they came for a noise violation, but now we had a bigger problem. He said he smelled pot and wanted to know who had it. I replied "No one has pot, officer, you must be mistaken". He came back with "Then you wouldn't mind if I stepped inside to take a look around, then?". I resisted with "Yes I do mind, you have no reason to go inside."
We bullshitted back and forth, and I would not give him permission to enter ( I was still pretty fucked up, and now I was also ripped off my ass.) Eventually the cop broke it down like this:
"We can do this the easy way, and you let me inside, I confiscate the pot and I write you a couple tickets, or we can do it the hard way, and someone's going to jail tonight."
At this point I lost my grip on what my rights are, and wasn't sure if he had something on me that I didn't know. He told me "Unless you have something worse in there, you've got nothing to worry about." So, I decided getting a ticket is better than going to jail, and I let the fucker in. He found the stem.. all that was left of the pot. The burnt joint papers, with no weed. Then.. he found my homemade porcelain bong. He kept his word, no arrests, but then I got the worse of two charges.. marijuana paraphernalia.
In Ohio, possession of paraphernalia (and I think it doesn't matter the type), results in an ability to sentence 30 days in prison and 6 months driver's license loss.
Now I've got court on Tuesday, and I cant decide which way I should go with this.
1.) Since it's my first charge with no prior record, I use my keen speaking ability and try to lessen my sentencing with a "no contest" plea and a long explanation of my fucked up life.
2.) Get a lawyer, and possibly fight the fact the cop first entered without my permission by putting his foot in my door so that I could not close it. Or, by the magic of attorney.. somehow get the charges lessened so I don't lose my license.
The long story is a bit more interesting.
I'm a college student here in Kent, Ohio. There's a lot of stoners here, but what do you expect, it's a college campus. So one day I get out of class early, and decide to.. get drunk at 3 p.m. Well, I drank myself retarded on Sailor Jerry's rum, and passed out probably around 8 p.m. I woke up around 3 a.m to two of my friends sitting in my room, also drunk as fuck. I asked what they were doing here, since they lived an hour away.. and they said they were about to roll up a doob for each of us. I liked that idea.
I didn't realize it was 3 a.m since I had passed out much earlier, and started playing my music loud and enjoying myself, as drunk as I still was. The next thing I heard was POUNDING on my door, and thinking "shit, is it really 3 a.m?, fuck, it's probably my neighbor being pissed off", I answered without even looking. It wasn't my neighbor, but instead 3 po-pos, all dressed in black. I stepped outside to talk to them, and pulled the door behind me. Before I could close the door, the cop stuck his foot in the doorway so I couldn't close it.
He told me they came for a noise violation, but now we had a bigger problem. He said he smelled pot and wanted to know who had it. I replied "No one has pot, officer, you must be mistaken". He came back with "Then you wouldn't mind if I stepped inside to take a look around, then?". I resisted with "Yes I do mind, you have no reason to go inside."
We bullshitted back and forth, and I would not give him permission to enter ( I was still pretty fucked up, and now I was also ripped off my ass.) Eventually the cop broke it down like this:
"We can do this the easy way, and you let me inside, I confiscate the pot and I write you a couple tickets, or we can do it the hard way, and someone's going to jail tonight."
At this point I lost my grip on what my rights are, and wasn't sure if he had something on me that I didn't know. He told me "Unless you have something worse in there, you've got nothing to worry about." So, I decided getting a ticket is better than going to jail, and I let the fucker in. He found the stem.. all that was left of the pot. The burnt joint papers, with no weed. Then.. he found my homemade porcelain bong. He kept his word, no arrests, but then I got the worse of two charges.. marijuana paraphernalia.
In Ohio, possession of paraphernalia (and I think it doesn't matter the type), results in an ability to sentence 30 days in prison and 6 months driver's license loss.
Now I've got court on Tuesday, and I cant decide which way I should go with this.
1.) Since it's my first charge with no prior record, I use my keen speaking ability and try to lessen my sentencing with a "no contest" plea and a long explanation of my fucked up life.
2.) Get a lawyer, and possibly fight the fact the cop first entered without my permission by putting his foot in my door so that I could not close it. Or, by the magic of attorney.. somehow get the charges lessened so I don't lose my license.