When you think about turning 21, what do you immediately think of? Most of us think about finally being able to drink legally, I know I did. Turning 21 for me felt like the most important thing ever because I was finally able to go into clubs, bars and other places to drink socially. Yet, what most of us do not think of are the consequences that drinking may lead to. It was a dark Thursday night on October 17, 2014, when my older sister Denise texted me to go to out with her. She had just gotten into a fight with her husband and needed a girl’s night out. I was not in the mood to go out, but I did not want my sister to think I was not there for her in her time of need. I then told her we can go to a bar by my house and have some drinks. The …show more content…
We parked the car and sure enough I took two big gulps before we got down to the bar, and my sister Denise took two also. We arrived inside the bar at 11 p.m. Denise offered me a drink immediately, and of course I accepted. I ordered a cadillac margarita which contains 2 more tequila shots. We danced until 12:30 p.m. and shortly after, got another cadillac margarita. My drink was still full when we then decided to go get food at In-N-Out, so I gulped down my entire drink before leaving. In the time span of 1 hour and 30 minutes I drank about 7 shots. I believed I felt fine to drive so we rushed out to make it to In-N-Out before it closed at 1 a.m. Only half a block down Lankershim, and I see a police car behind my car flashing his lights at me; I did not have my headlights on. Of course knew I was drinking and was terribly scared that the officer would soon find out I had been drinking too. It was a male officer and his partner a female officer. The male officer approached my window, and the female officer approached my …show more content…
I blew a .18 at the scene and at a .14/.15 at the station, the legal drinking limit is .08. Upon arriving to the Van Nuys Jail, I was taunting the officers about how I was innocent and did not consider myself a criminal; how they should be out in the streets catching the real criminals, instead of wasting their time with me. They told me I was a criminal, but I didn’t understand because I felt like I did nothing wrong and could have made it home just fine. I then was taken to the Van Nuys Jail, and left there overnight. As soon as I walked in I felt how cold the building was and how cold the officers were with me as well. They spoke to me with no respect and did not answer any questions I was asking them. All they did was toss me in jail cell along with 3 other ladies and said nothing. I was crying hysterically because I could not fathom what had just happened and was so disappointed in myself. I turn to my left and I see an older lady on the phone crying. She is talking to what I assume was her relative and telling them she doesn’t know if her brother is alive, that he was admitted into the emergency hospital and to go check up on
Congrats, it is your eighteenth birthday! You are now legally mature enough to sign contracts, fly airplanes, accommodate in the military, accommodate on juries, vote, and hold public office. So why are you not able to sit down, relax, and enjoy a nice cold beer after a hard week at work and college? The minimum drinking age of 21 has not made underage drinking obsolete, it has instead inspired underage binge drinking into private and less controlled environments, leading to more health and life-endangering behavior by teenagers.
“We can’t stop kids from drinking, so why don’t we just lower the drinking age back down to 18? They are adults for all other purposes. Eighteen year-olds can vote, smoke, marry, pay taxes, take out loans, hold public office, serve on a jury and fight for their country, so what’s the big deal? Let’s stop spending all this tax money and law enforcement officer time fighting a losing battle!”(https://4prevention.wordpress.com/2008/08/26/the-top-five-reasons-we-should-keep-the-drinking-age-at-21/ ) I’m sure you may have heard comments such as these quite often. This question has become very important over a period of years and was first asked when the legal drinking age became 21. Should the legal drinking age be lowered (18) or remain at age 21?
On the 24th of April 2016, I had just left Lake Hamilton School with two of my long time friends. We had just had a ceremony, and I had accepted a metal for completing the medical professions course, both level 1 and 2, throughout my junior and senior year. We had decided to take the Sunshine way home instead of the bypass. As I was driving down a straight stretch on sunshine I began to speed. Before I realized it a cop had passed me going the opposite direction. He then turned around and proceeded to pull me over. Once he had gotten onto me for driving so carelessly and not taking what could have happened into consideration, he then proceeded to tell me he was going to tow my car for such actions and asked if I had anything he needed to know
The Drinking age debate for young adults have been very controversial since the 1970s to the present days.The Drinking age have been very controversial between the age of 18 and the age of 21. For many years, Most people wanted the drinking age to be 18 because they believe since u are an adult u are mature. On the other hand the other side believes that keeping the legal drinking age at 21 causes less accidents and deaths. They have been many studies on why the drinking age shouldnt be 18. There are many benefits and risks of having the drinking age lowered from 21 to 18.
Should 18 year olds be allowed to drink? This has caused both the alcohol industry as well as multiple government agencies to clash over this issue. The danger of having young 18 year olds being able to drive and drink outweighs any privileges or responsibilities they are already given at that age, like voting and obtaining tobacco. I agree that the drinking age should remain at 21 and not any lower. For one, the total amount of fatal car accidents due to alcohol has gone done since the creation of The 1984 National Minimum Drinking Age Act. Also, keeping it at the 21 for the minimum age gives young adults more time to mature in their thinking and decision making when it comes to drinking. Finally, to lower the drinking would endanger just the young consumer but his peers as well by putting their lives at risk and possibly tempting them to drink as well.
By the age of twenty-one, most people have at some point consumed an alcoholic beverage. For others, turning twenty-one might mean a whole new world of freedom. Young teens and adults drink for many reasons. Teens may drink because of peer pressure, others because of pure enjoyment, and many for of the thrill of breaking the law. Before the 1980’s, the legal drinking age was eighteen. This would only make sense because at this age a person is declared an adult. Many are in favor of keeping the drinking age at twenty-one for reasons such as vehicle accidents, while others disagree for good reasons. The drinking age in the U.S. is unjust: at the age of eighteen a person can serve in the military, vote, and take legal action, but cannot consume alcohol.
Years before the legal drinking age was 21, the numbers of teens drinking was high because younger people could drink legally, but when the legal drinking age was increased to 21 in 1984, the number if teens drinking changed dramatically; over the years, the number of teens drinking began to decrease. In research conducted by Center of Disease Control and Prevention, researchers found that after all states adapted to the legal drinking age of 21, drinking among people aged 18 to 20 years declined from 59% in 1985 to 40% in 1991 (“Age”). Over the years, that progress continued. The age that most people started to drink became older; for instance, according to the website Procon.org, “studies indicate that when the drinking age is 21, those younger than 21 drink less and continue to drink less through their early 20s” (“Should”). Not only did increasing the drinking age change how much teens drink, but also how much people older than the drinking age drink.
It started with both of us witnessing a dark colored late model Mustang, traveling at excessive speed down Wheeler Ave. In fact my exact words were, “Oh look at that dipshit!” After confirming radar of what we had both seen, lights and siren were activated. The suspect vehicle pulled over a block later on one of the side streets. At first this would have seemed routine, but that change every few minutes. The driver did not have a valid license, or proof of ownership, he did not have insurance. Another officer responded shortly and began speaking to the passenger of the vehicle. Both Officers were convinced something was off about the individuals. They had to run the drivers name multiply times in multiple states to no avail. Come to finds out he wasn’t giving them his full name, after the proper name was used to search it came back the driver was a convicted felon. The passenger had nothing on record so they released him on his own. But after they decided to detain and arrest the driver, an inventory search yielded a firearm in the trunk of the vehicle. The driver was charged with possession of a deadly weapon by a prohibited person 28-1206, defaced firearm 28-1207, and possession of a short shotgun 28-1203. At that time a third officer arrived and to two officers assisting left to find the passenger who left midway through the entire series of events. They later returned with the fine young gentleman. After that a tow
Class is over and I have to do some work for a class project which is now due in eight days. As I’m leaving campus I realize that I have to swing by the library and begin doing research. So, I’m about two or three miles away from campus still wearing my student identification badge and notice that a police car is following closely. I’m not worried at all because I’m a model citizen and a loyal taxpayer. In a brief moment I started thinking, what would happen if I get pulled over and how would this officer and I react to the situation. The thought quickly leaves my mind and I begin to notice that he’s about to pull me over right here in downtown Griffin. As I look up into my rearview mirror I noticed that
On December , I was arrested for 3rd degree criminal trespassing. That day I was heading to go see my dad at the hospital. He had suffered his second stroke and doctors wanted to talk about what is possible for him since he was hooked on machines and unable to move or communicate in anyway for himself, i was also his power of attorney so i would speak for him. I was focused on nothing more than seeing my dad, but first i had to drop off my friend’s shoes she had let me borrow. Along the way i saw a walmart and i had not eaten all day and thought i could go in to get some snacks and a smoothie for my dad. I called my friend to come pick me up at the walmart instead and drive me to the hospital. She didn 't live far so i thought by the time i came out the store she would have already been outside waiting for me, but that wasn 't the case. My phone had died at that point so i had no way of calling her to let her know where i would be, so i decided to sit in front of the store where she could see me since the bench inside was taken by a woman and her kids. 5 minutes later an officer came asking me what i was doing there. I explained to him that i was waiting for a friend to come pick me up and that she’ll be here soon. He said okay but then proceeded to ask me questions like how many times have I been arrested or how long i have been away from home or rather or not i bought the items in my bag. I didn 't understand why he was asking me all of those questions and began to feel
After this I was asked by Officer McCauley what I was interested in seeing during my ride along. Although I did not have a clear thing I wanted to see, we went to the School of Nursing building, because I had never been there before. When we arrived at this building detective McCauley proceeded to do a building check. The building check was supposed to show that there were no problems and that because it was during spring break. After completing this check, he radioed to the dispatcher “Building check complete” We also then went to the School of Business, Barsema hall and did another building
In 2011, I received a ticket from Jupiter police for reckless driving at 6:36 pm it was my first tickets ever since I’ve receive my driver’s license in 2005. I was dropping my co-worker home from work, and as I was turning into the development, a car hit me from behind. The lady immediately got out of her car screaming saying I backed my car into hers and I told her that I did not, that she hit me, she wanted to argue but I got into my car and called the police. Now, by the time the officer arrived she was laying on the floor crying and screaming with her son. So I got out the car and asked her if she was ok. Long story short I received the ticket despite my vehicle being damaged. Now because I felt that I was innocent I decided to not pay
I'm not feeling very good about this. I feel like I did something horrible even though I didn’t do what they assumed I did. My body feels very cold, tired, and I am shivering, although my face feels warm and cozy. I see scratches on the walls from the past people who have been here, waiting for their inevitable interrogation, and possibly sentencing. I am by myself in this cell. I feel very annoyed, as me being at the party put me in this position in the first place. I’ll make sure to think twice before hanging out with them again. I really hope that a person that actually did an illegal thing doesn’t get placed in the same jail cell that I am in right now, or that would be pretty uncomfortable. I can hear the conversations of the check-in
I had depleted quite a bit of my funds by now, yet my will to continue drinking had not at all depreciated. I called for another taxi in an effort to find a store that sale liquor this hour of the night. This time, my driver wasn't so friendly and neither were the residents surrounding the store he dropped me off by. Though I thought I was being on high alert, they managed to loot $50 from my back pocket and steal my cell phone. Pissed off as I was, even that wasn't enough to keep me from going forward as planned. Just when it seemed illogical that things could get any worse, I eventually drank until I blacked out and was left clueless to where I was. When I came to, I thought I was back in the hotel room. To my dismay, I managed to
At 22:30 I recieved a 911 call about a traffic collision; reported that there's one male injured. I quickly flicked my lights and sirens on and responded to the scene code 3. I parked up behind the collision; making sure that there won't be another accident. I asked another unit on scene to block of the western side. I checked for any leakeages, and as there was none found; I took out my medical kit and rushed to help injured people, contacted FD while grabbing my kit. We then finished the treatment. I blocked off all lanes with cones rather with cars. Then I decided to interview all parties. I seperated them and started questioning them one by one. None of them were under influence. I concluded the interviews and decided to look for any visible