Honest, Officer So I had an interesting encounter the other night. On my way home from seeing a friend in Brisbane, I stopped in to get a bottle of water from the service station. I parked next to a police car and went inside. As I was choosing which water bottle, one of the officers approached me and said that he wanted to see my license.
I handed him my license and he began talking into his shoulder mounted walkie talkie and the other officer started having a friendly, information probing chat with me. Not too long after the first officer hands me my license back and explains that they are looking for a suspect who I happens to look an awful lot alike...