I was stopped by a police officer and when she came to my window, I knew she would want to see my license. Problem was, that I had just come from walking in the park and had my license loose in my hand. And, it fell out of my hand between the the seat and the center piece. I started to reach down to try and retrieve it when she yelled for me to freeze! Whoa! I was shocked and immediately stopped and put my hands out for her to see them, and explained what I was doing.
She said not to move again and asked my name and address. I told her and she went to her car to call for my information. While she was gone, I attempted to get the license and finally was successful. I showed it to her so she could see I was telling the truth, but she wasn't impressed.
All went well after that, I got a warning for old tags but I saw how not following instructions could cause a life or death altercation. I never realized how "on the edge" officers have to be. It just takes seconds to be looking down the barrel...for both sides, the officer and me. I was a white older lady, but that didn't change anything...I was still a threat.
I told her that I didn't envy her the job she has and to stay safe. Today, that is hard.