Years ago when my son was a baby (he's 18 now
) I was up early in the morning with him doing normal morning stuff. A little while later I noticed guys in trench coats with guns drawn in my backyard. I then hear a loud knock on the door. As I open the door I see a gun in my face and a cop asking me loudly, "WHO ELSE IS IN THE HOUSE??!". "It's just me and my son", I say". Then I hear someone yell, "IT'S COLD!" from the back of my house. The cop at my door just left, no apologies. Everyone else took off as well.
I later find out that the local bank was robbed by a couple guys in a black Camaro... I had a GRAY Trans Am. *FAIL*
I'm glad nothing too serious ever happens in my town! The police can't even get colors or car brands right!