This brings up bad memories from a couple of years ago. I decided to go as a chessy TV cop, Bad tie, white socks, shaved the goatee and left the mustache. An authentic looking badge(but not real), real handcuffs, and a empty pellet gun that looks like a 1911 in my Galco pancake holster.
I got a ride that night so I didn't have to worry about driving home from the bar. After being at the bar for about an hour some girl asks me what I'm suspossed to be. I jokinly answer that I'm not dressed up and just got off duty. Mind you that I'm at a bar Halloween party where everybody is dressed up, except for the people that I'm talking to at the moment. She then prceeds to ask me where I work and tells me her boyfriend is a cop. I explain to her that I'm dressed up for the party as her boyfriend comes up pulls out his badge and starts giving me hell.
Wants to know where I got the badge and tells me that I can't have it. Not wanting to start any trouble, I pull it off my belt and put it in my pocket. "Is this ok?" He tells me that it is and I start to walk away. As I'm walking away I hear him tell his girlfriend to tell him if she sees me put it back on. I whip right back around and ask him if he would feel more comfortable holding on to it for the night. He tells me no, but that gun has to go. "Well I didn't drive tonight so where do you want me to put it?" "Is it okay if I put it behind the bar?" He says that would be fine.
The worst part about all this is that he dogged me the rest of the night. I was bouncing between a couple groups of friends and he was always facing in my direction, staring me down.
I talked to a couple of my cop buddies the next day and they summed it up as a rookie with an axe to grind.
Completly ruined my night, but I didn't feel like starting anything with him and having him call his coworkers down to the bar.
Sorry about the long post. The moral to this story is that I will not ever carrry anything that even resembles a real gun on halloween.
