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I once had a cop point his gun at me.

It was the result of stupidity on my part, followed by an extreme over-reaction on the part of the officer. By staying calm, and following the officer’s instructions, I was able to defuse the situation and did not even end up in custody.

I will say this, though: The business end of a .38 revolver appears to be the size of a cannon barrel when it’s pointed directly at you (at least to me, it did).

I made a mistake ONCE and had a gun pointed at me.

I NEVER made that mistake again.

I GOT OUT of my car without being instructed to and started walking back toward the cop car after being pulled over.

The COP FREAKED OUT and pulled his gun and started ordering me to place my hands on the car ect. Everything turned out fine in the end, but I scared the piss out of him apparently and since then NEVER get out of the car. I just sit patiently, move slowly, keep my hands visible, be super polite and respectful (whether it is deserved or not) and don't argue, but just express regret for my actions.

We had what appeared to be the Mexican Army pull us over on a road in Mexico. I guess it was really the MA because after holding us at gun point (it wasn't a .38) while several of them searched our truck, they let us go. that is the most frightening thing that ever happened to me. I guess if we had a hunting rifle with us we would have gone to jail like Bo Berghdahl. Every time I heard about that poor guy I remembered this event.

Happened to me once as well. about 15 years ago, I was driving on North Michigan Ave in Indianapolis about 2AM coming back from a girlfriends place. Unknowingly, my plates were expired as I had just moved and never got the renewal in the mail so I flat out forgot about it.

At any rate, a trooper lights me up. Michigan Ave at that point has 6 lanes and a concrete curb, no place to pull off. Honestly, I was thinking of the officers safety not wanting to stop dead in the middle of a lane on a busy street so I proceeded to the next light and turned off and pulled over. I sat there wondering why he wasn't getting out of his car for about a minute, then 2 more cars come screeching in, lights and sirens. I'm ordered out at gunpoint. Once I explain myself, everything calms down and I take my butt-chewing for not stopping immediately... they thought It was stolen vehicle or some other debauchery. To this day, I still believe I was doing the right thing, but I can tell you this, I won't do it again. Having a gun pointed at me pisses me off, I don't care for it at all.

Oh and believe it or not, after about 1/2 hour of checking everything, they let me go home with a verbal warning. He didn't want to deal with towing my truck and all the BS associated.