Me and some friends of mine were cleaning a hardware store one night when one of my friends opened a door that had a silent alarm. He didn't know that we didn't have to clean in there and none of us knew that an alarm was sounded. We were high as fuck since we had just finished a blunt before we went in. We finished the office and headed for the back door with all the trash bags. When we walked outside we were met by 6 Plant City cops with spot lights and guns drawn on us. We froze on the landing and stood there all of us with big black trash bags in our hands. Naturally they thought we were robbing the place. Then one of the cops, a Sargent, recognized me and called me over to his car. His name was Rick, he was my neighbor and knew me since I was a kid when I smashed a grapefruit on his cruisers windshield. Good times. He purposely conducted the search on my car himself since he knew I was a pothead and probably had something in my car. I had a brass chamber pipe with the blunt roach in it, and a pair of brass knuckles under my seat which he found and a 1/4 in my shoe. He placed the brass knuckles on the roof of my car and walked over to me and quietly said, " I found your pipe, where's your pot, in your shoe?" I was amazed at his lucky guess and was about to shit myself when he said, " You are lucky that I am here tonight because if one of them had searched you, you would be going to jail." He called my boss and verified that I was supposed to be there while the other officers checked the trash bags, then he handed me my brass knuckles and told me that he left the pipe where he found it. After talking with the other officers they let us go. Man, we went back to my place and smoked that entire bag just to try and calm our nerves. Talk about a close call LOL!