Police used my vehicle for cover while I was sitting in it this morning.

So I drive a company box truck with tools and compartments all over it and this morning I stopped for gas and then pulled into a little side section of the parking lot to talk to my supervisor and plan my day. All of a sudden I hear "DRIVER STEP OUT AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" It gets repeated 2 more times before I look in my side view mirrors and see police officers on each side of my truck with guns drawn. From my perspective seeing them in the mirrors it looked the guns were pointed at me and I actually dropped my phone and put my hands up and started yelling back "my hands are up!".

They kept yelling and I was seriously about to step out of the truck when I heard a woman start screaming "FUCK YOU", "COME GET ME MOTHER FUCKERS!", ETC... That's when I looked ahead and realized a woman in a car had pulled into that same side lot and was parked about 20 feet in front of me and they were pointing the guns at her. The yelling back and forth went on for about 2 minutes before she suddenly jumped out of the car and started speed walking towards the officers yelling "SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME MOTHER FUCKERS!". I braced myself for the gunfire but one of them tased her instead and dropped her about 3 feet in front of my truck.

Than ran up and started to cuff her and she was trying to fight them but the 2 officers overpowered her pretty quick and threw her in the cop car. Meanwhile I realize I'm still sitting there in the middle of it all with my hands up and can hear my supervisor on the phone asking what the hell is going on. A couple more officers arrived and from what little conversation I heard it sounded like she committed a crime somewhere else and fled and I guess the police spotted her car in that parking lot. So yeah, no coffee required to wake me up this morning lol.

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