In rural Oregon, USA, I got stopped by a cop because I “matched the description” of a violent robbery that had happened nearby – I was wearing a black hoodie 🙄 – I had a bag of weed in my pocket, the cop said he was going to search me for weapons, patted me down and even squeezed the pocket with the weed in it, but didn’t he didn’t notice it or didn’t care. A bunch of “trap” questions about the robbery and searching through my text messages to confirm my alibi until finally another cop showed up – took one look at me and said, that’s not him.

In Vancouver BC, Canada, my friends and I were hanging out outside a bar. My friend had just been given a joint and was keeping it behind his ear. Cops rolled up and started talking to us, one noticed the joint and plucked it out from behind my friend’s ear. The cop got a little smirk on his face and broke the joint in half, smelled it, then put it in his pocket and they left.