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Okay. So in college, I've got no money, but I've got a talking dog, right? Well, he can't talk, but he understands we're going to English.

Go upstairs. Get your ball. Wait for me on the porch. Done. Smarter than my roommates for sure. Still, one day the man sits a citation on my door for having the dog in the front yard off leash. I look at the ticket. Look at my dog. What's this dog? I weighed the ticket in front of him. Dog shakes his head like sorry, bro. Dole was crazy. That's how it goes, right?

Then one day I come home a little early. It's real food Friday. My turn to make pizza for my housemates. I got the tomatoes, the yeast and everything. One of the fellows says, hey, hey, some officer stopped by looking for you. Really? He hands me the guy's card. I miss a little police satellite office half a block from me. I walk down to see if I can be of any assistance.

My name's Glenn. Somebody wanted to speak with me. One officer, the other officer. You live up the street, right? Uh-huh. You're the guy with the dog. Yep.

Officer Slay with my head against the counter. Get off me. What you doing? You got a warrant. Can I not please jail time, son? Dog ticket? jail? Get off me. I paid that month ago. He pushes my head against the counter. Get right up against my ear. Are you resisting arrest? Please tell me you're resisting arrest.

I don't say anything. Officer crazy. Yanks my hands behind my back. Locks two pairs of handcuffs on my arms. A squad car pulls up and he shelves me in the back seat. Take him downtown.

jail. I asked the driving officer, sir, I go to school here. Could you please not drive through the middle of university with me in the back like this? In answer? He beeps the horn. So people look up at the car as he drives slowly through the middle of campus.

I try to duck my head down, but I can't because of the handcuffs. You arrive at the Ann Arbor jail. He pulls me into receiving office, makes me take off my shoe license, then slams me into a cell.

It's Friday afternoon. I sit there thinking I was just about to make pizza. I can't be locked up, I can't be locked up, but there I sit. Locked up.

Minutes hours. The attending officer saw just towards my cell inspecting. This sells to spacious and luxurious. Gonna have to downgrade your accommodations.

Hey, I'm not supposed to be here. I need to see a judge. I need to get this reviewed. Well, it's Friday. Judge won't be until Monday morning. I suggest you lay back and settle in Monday.

Well, you could post bail in the next six minutes. Of course, we don't accept credit cards. I'll need a hundred dollars in cash.

And he smiles gray teeth. I don't even have my wallet. Didn't imagine I needed Monday afternoon. I'm stuck here to Monday afternoon.

I shove my hands in my pocket for the wallet that I know sits on my bedroom dresser and I feel something. My hand comes out holding a couple pieces of paper. I look down to crisp $50 bills.

I stare. When did I get $100? Who carries $50 bills in their pocket? Where did it come from? I don't know. The officer looks disappointed. Wait right there.

45 minutes later, I'm walking home. Open the door and the room. I said, do where's the pizza? I need a man. I go up to my room. My dog follows me up and I'm shaking angry to calm down. I tell my dog what happened.

And he looks at me like he hears me, like he understands me, you know. But he puts his head in my lap as if to say, see, I told you, them fools are crazy.

Today on Snap Judgment from WNYC, High Crimes and Mr. Meeners.

I'm making stories from real people trying real hard to stand the right side of the law. My name is Gunn Washington. Big shout out to the In and I Police Department.

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