You may want to seriously consider not discussing anything about this case in a public forum.
Seconded.
You may want to seriously consider not discussing anything about this case in a public forum.
If you ask for a lawyer, all questions will stop.
Went to the post office to pick up something this afternoon and was headed to college from there. Heading to the bus stop, I'm approached by a policeman who wanted to search my bag etc, my thoughts were "well ok, I haven't done anything wrong" - pockets emptied etc, at this stage I'm told that someone with blue hair and a red bag (which I both had) snatched someones' bag at a school (which I did go past as it's on the way to the post office). Another officer very quickly appeared and the victims' description very quickly changed to "two-toned blue hair" - basically it seemed to me that they were using my description to fit the evidence and not the other way around, so I was arrested. You can imagine me shitting myself with their whole "just admit it now and it'll make your life easier"/"stop screwing us around and give me the truth" and such.
Taken into the station, strip-searched etc, and was trying to remember whether lawyers suggest you co-operate if innocent or whether anything beyond name, address and d.o.b should be met with "no comment" for the entire interview. However I had a bit of a panic attack in the cells, which was mistaken for a heart attack, which very quickly got me out of the cell and into hospital where I was discharged, no follow-up from the police other than that they may be contacting me. I must be very fortunate to have gotten out of an interview, a charge and being bailed etc.
I can't say that I've never stolen anything in my entire life but I certainly couldn't imagine committing a crime which would impact on another person!!! Being wrongly accused of something is probably someones' worst nightmare. Any advice? Not as in legal advice of course, as I feel reasonably well-grounded, and it's probably against forum rules anyway, but what should be going on in my mind in case the whole situation turns south?
Isn't this the same bloke that posted that interesting narrative about the possibility of finding love with a Certain Woman recently? I don't know. That one was pretty entertaining as it careened along, but this, uh, feels a bit stodgy.![]()
Isn't this the same bloke that posted that interesting narrative about the possibility of finding love with a Certain Woman recently? I don't know. That one was pretty entertaining as it careened along, but this, uh, feels a bit stodgy.![]()
Yes, I am he.
I often get mistaken for a troll, probably because these unique life experiences I tend to have snowball out of control when I post them online, and by out of control I mean a feeling of "I can't possibly both reply to everybody and maintain an offline life".
I never did consider writing a book about my experiences or anything, but if the public have spoken, perhaps my life is indeed interesting enough for such a thing!
If this were Stockholm, it would be easy to believe.Isn't this the same bloke that posted that interesting narrative about the possibility of finding love with a Certain Woman recently? I don't know. That one was pretty entertaining as it careened along, but this, uh, feels a bit stodgy.![]()
Yes, I am he.
I often get mistaken for a troll, probably because these unique life experiences I tend to have snowball out of control when I post them online, and by out of control I mean a feeling of "I can't possibly both reply to everybody and maintain an offline life".
I never did consider writing a book about my experiences or anything, but if the public have spoken, perhaps my life is indeed interesting enough for such a thing!
Maybe instead of being framed by a one-armed man, in your story you were framed by a one-armed lady of the night. Get some synergy between the two stories.
Isn't this the same bloke that posted that interesting narrative about the possibility of finding love with a Certain Woman recently? I don't know. That one was pretty entertaining as it careened along, but this, uh, feels a bit stodgy.![]()
Yes, I am he.
I often get mistaken for a troll, probably because these unique life experiences I tend to have snowball out of control when I post them online, and by out of control I mean a feeling of "I can't possibly both reply to everybody and maintain an offline life".
I never did consider writing a book about my experiences or anything, but if the public have spoken, perhaps my life is indeed interesting enough for such a thing!
Maybe instead of being framed by a one-armed man, in your story you were framed by a one-armed lady of the night. Get some synergy between the two stories.
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