My Cop Story:
I'm riding my bike down the road one evening.
Coming up the road the other way are a group of policemen- maybe 15 of them- and they've got flashlights and they're obviously on some sort of training mission or traffic detail... I don't know.
Anyway, as I get near them the lead cop orders me to stop, which I do, pulling onto the footpath.
He orders: "Passport!"
At this point ALL the other cops SURROUND me and start shining their flashlights on me- what the hell?!?
I don't have my passport, but I give him my gaijin card.
He says: "You've got a Japanese wife."
I tell him: "I'm divorced now."
He says: "You got married so you could stay in Japan, didn't you?"
I'm thinking: right! I left my beautiful country so I can live in Japan and put up with the smog, the summer humidy etc etc......
Wisely, instead of verbalising any of that, I tell him: "That's got nothing to do with anything. I have a 3-year Working Visa now, see?"
I get asked: "Is this your biclycle?"
"Yes," and I show him the registration.
I get looked up and down, flashlights going all over the bike & me, then I get an "Okay" to move on.
Which I did.
So....................... what the hell was all THAT about?!?