Went to a smoke spot only a few of my buddies knew about. It was a dead end street with some bigger properties lining it, maybe like acre lots and there isn’t a lot on the street. I sit in my car with the lights off and begin to roll up and see headlights coming in the rear view mirror but don’t panic because I recognize they aren’t narc lights (aka any of the issues cop cars, Ford Explorer, Taurus, Chevy Impala, etc). Anyway, the car stops next to me and rolls down the window, it’s nighttime and also raining so I’m kinda shitting bricks as I can’t really see the car. I then hear my name and it’s 3 of my buddies in their truck also coming to smoke at the same smoke spot, unplanned. This was the last weekend of winter break before going back to college so we had been frequenting this spot for the past few weeks almost every night and never had any issues, this night we didn’t make plans to hangout but organically, we gravitated back to this same spot to sneakily smoke our last bits of gange. Here’s where it gets interesting. I give up on rolling and hop in their truck where they had a gravity bong in the cup holder, so we all begin to take hits from this for maybe 10 minutes. Then another pair of headlights rounds the corner and this time I can see the lights are from a Ford Expedition, which isn’t a common cop vehicle but it has been from time to time so we are all in panic mode. The truck pulls up and blocks us in, mind you we are in a dead end street and it’s not very wide. 2 cars maximum could fit and he parked his truck diagonally so we were completely blocked in. The driver of said truck opens his door and begins hustling over to our vehicle where we are all completely in full panic mode. Meanwhile this guy is shouting and screaming for us to get out of the car, I’m throwing my entire grinder of weed out of the car and I’m assuming we are going to jail. His wife then gets out and is speaking to police, all while this guy is still challenging us to get out of the car. We cracked the window down enough to let him hear us and we made it clear we were not getting out of the car, seemingly because we didn’t want to fight him, and cmon it was like 4 freshman in college, who all played some sort of sport in HS, against some middle aged man who we later find out had been drinking quite a bit before driving home. His home happened to be one of the properties we were parked in front of but we calm him down after about 2 or 3 minutes of trying to reason with him through the cracked window. He tells his wife to hang up and she calls the police back and tells them not to come and it was a mistake and that we were just lost. This guy tells us that his neighbors are crazy and that we should be careful about where we smoke because sometimes people aren’t so generous. I thought it was ironic because moments ago he was taunting us and challenging us to get out of the car, until he realized we were just stupid kids smoking weed during winter break. He then tells us we can park in his driveway and smoke until we were done that night but made it clear he didn’t want us back. But the thing that pissed me off the most was he was like “you can park in my driveway if you wanna smoke tonight but you gotta let me get a few hits.” So I start to think I just threw all of my weed out and Im gonna have to call my parents to tell them I got busted for weed and to get absolutely chewed up by them all for this asshole to let us smoke in his driveway, on the agreement we smoke him out. We give him his two hits of the GB and probably sent him to the moon because he hadn’t smoked in a while but immediately left afterwards. I got in my car and was planning to pick up a girl and have a little make out sesh at the park. So I pick her up, take her there, we get going and not even 10 minutes into it a cop car rolls up and walks over to my car with his flash light. Asks us what we’re doing at the park at night and I give him the stupid kid “just hanging out” answer but he knew what was up. Asked for my ID and sent me on my way. I go across the street to one of the subdivisions in our neighborhood, and when I say across the street, it’s across the street. I drive a deep ways into this subdivision and park in front of a lot where there are no houses just trees. We get going again, 10 minutes pass and ANOTHER COP rolls up behind me and same routine. The cop that had questioned me in the park also pulls up and tells this new officer that he had just talked to me across the street at the park but they said they had been looking for kids smoking weed. Well well well, we have reached the end of this story, I alone, was planning to smoke a fat blunt in my car before picking this girl up and eventually taking her to this very park where I got stopped by a cop basically twice. I have reflected on this moment so many times, like: what happens if my friends didn’t show up that night, or if the drunk guy didn’t freak me out, causing me to throw all my weed out the car. I could’ve gotten in trouble with the law many times in one night and somehow slipped out with a chain of fortunate events.