California Highway Patrol

protect yourself against incompetent chp officers. when accident occurs, if you think you’re in the right, get an eye witness because a big surpirse might be waiting for you.
i was recently involved in an accident when i was driving in the 60 w freeway in the fast lane when I saw a car parked there with a hazard light on, the driver of the vehicle standing next to his vehicle.
to make a long story short, i was able to stop in time, but the car behind me wasn’t which caused my car to slam into the parked vehicle.
chp finding: i caused the accident! what???
chp officer’s reasoning: the damages of the vehicles didn’t match my statement. the car behind me was a honda civic, which was lower than my car. so the surface of the trunk area didn’t sustain great cosmetic damage. is it my fault that the car that slammed into me was lower than my car so the damage wasn’t that obvious? he then deduced that the collision happened that way was because the rear driver at that time stepped on the brake, thus lowered the car, so it can’t generate the kind of velocity to propel my car to inflict the extensive damage to the front vehicle.
the front vehicle (another honda civic), looked pretty banged up, so was my front hood. chp’s reasoning was the damages have to «match» he didn’t use that word, but that was the gist of it. then he went on to explain about the transfer of velocity.
so the conclusion: i hit a moving vehicle, not a parked vehicle. what???
i don’t know what they do when they make mistakes. does the officer gets suspended, disciplined, or what? at least make them go over their mistakes and learn from it, but the impression i’m getting from them is they don’t want to deal with you. just go away and let the insurance fight it out.
but to us, it’s time, money, and possibly lawsuit.

This morning I was stranded on an overpass that leads to the 60E at Atlantic because my tire blew out when concrete and debris was sprayed across the freeway by a truck. I waited a very long while on the shoulder of the road, and called 911 twice. Apparently they could not find my location. As the CHP arrived, they announced on their speaker that I needed to get back in my car, and that it was dangerous and we had to move the car right away. That was unnerving, but they shielded my car and followed me as I rolled down the ramp. They must have realized somehow that I was completely unhinged, because one of them announced, «Keep going, it sounds a lot worse than it is,» as I bumped along at 10 mph on the rim of the blown out tire.
They directed me to a safer area with a larger shoulder near the Atlantic exit, and they waited with me for the Metro Freeway Service Patrol. My roadside service company would not send a truck, they said, until the CHP arrived. What? At any rate, the CHP officers were sharp and very courteous, and Metro FSP was fast and efficient. They saved me! Thank you CHIPS and FSP!

This is a difficult 4 star review.
I really want to rate CHP lower because the officer that pulled me over for a simple correctional violation (window tint) singled me out when there were clearly other vehicles with equally dark tint and exceeding posted speed on the road. I drive like an old man, so they couldn’t get me for excessive speed, haha!
Why on earth does a simple fix-​it ticket require keeping me pulled off the road for nearly 20 minutes? Ugh… thanks for the inconvenience!
Well, I do have to agree with the officer that my tint was a visual hazard. BUT I JUST BOUGHT THE DARN CAR WITH TINT ALREADY ON!!! It would have been nice to show some grace, eh?
Whatever.
After having tint removed, I needed to have my vehicle inspected and signed off. I decided to visit this office.
The entire process was quick and painless. Literally involved walking in, going to a counter immediately on the left, talk to the officer at the window and he/​she signs off your ticket.
I was in and out in less than 2 minutes!
If you need to have a correctional violation signed, you can’t go wrong with visiting CHP Monterey Park Office.

I scheduled an appointment for 8 am today and what do they tell me… They don’t have any appointments scheduled for today must be nice to get away with whatever you want… Bunch of crooked cops!!!

The officers here were very nice and helpful. I was lost and stopped by for directions. I know that is not what the CHP is for but I was desperate. The young man helped me find my way and even recommended a great place to eat. Cops always know where to eat.
All and all, everyone was really nice.

In Aug 2009 I called 911 because I was a victim of a hit and run accident. Long story short these idiots said I was under the influence alcohol. I passed the sobriety test and they gave me the breathalyzer and was under the limit they tampered with devices, stolen money from me, accused me of threatening them and tried billing me for there services. Went to Court Judge saw my evidence and ended up getting case dismissed. Never got money returned from the officers who stolen my money but its ok. Have asked a lot of local police officers and sheriffs what they think about California High way patrol majority of them say there just construction workers with a badge who directs traffic and picks up road kill.

What you have to realize when you walk through its doors is that they’re not in this line of work to make you smile or to provide you with great customer service.
To me, they were friendly, efficient, and real.
Opened right on time. I was able to file a counter report because I discovered the man who rear-​ended me gave me bogus info. Although they didn’t hold my hand through filling out the report (c’mon now, we’re all adults) and gave me news I didn’t want to hear, they at least kept me well informed with complete honesty about what’s to come.
In and out within 30 minutes.

I just pulled onto the 101 when I saw an animal on the shoulder.
«Aww, poor dead doggy,» I lament. The dog moved. «Ohmahgod, it’s alive!» So I pull over onto the shoulder and inch toward the dog. This chihuahua is terrified and just sitting there watching cars speed by. He lets me pick him up and I walk back to my car. CHP pulls up behind me.
I don’t know what to do. I’m holding a chihuahua in one hand and with the other I point to it and then raise my hand in the universal, «I don’t know what the fuck…» gesture. The officer waves me over and then tries to touch the dog who snaps at him.
*oh my god, I have possession of a vicious dog trying to attack an armed officer. I am going to jail*
I say, «He’s okay, just let him sniff your hand first.»
The officer puts on gloves. «Do you want to take him, or do you want me to take him?»
I really don’t want a chihuahua. «If you CAN take him, then YOU take him.»
«If you can just put him in the car since you have him under control…»
I set the dog down and he jumps in the driver seat. «Anything else I need to do?»
«Nope.»
“Thanks!“
Thank you, CHP, for relieving me of a chihuahua I didn’t want.

First of all this place has a horrible customer service to anyone who walks through the door no matter if you are the victim or criminal. They don’t know how to treat people with respect.
Second, CHP officer does not know how to properly investigate a crime or write a good report.
Third, the CHP officers are only concerned with paternalistic laws such as writing tickets for speeding, safety helmet for motorcycles, seat belts, e.t.c…they lack training background to deal with investigative work.
The CHP should develop an investigative unit to conduct investigative work to search, find, and prosecute criminals who commit crimes and flees the scene.

I was attended immediately once I stepped in. I was there to report a hit and run and the cop was patience with me even though he not quite get what I was saying.
(I had everything on my phone, location & dates. he looks annoyed but I understand)
But when someone came here for tickets, he looks scary.

They had their patrol cars moving in lane 4 at 15 – 20 MPH with lights completely off on CA-​60 when the traffic is going at 70 MPH. If I hadn’t turned on my radar detector, I would have never been alerted about it. Wow, moving that slow on a major highway with no lights on whatsoever just to play the speed trap game? That’s truly a great danger to public safety. Someone please report this to their boss.

Great Office Site — Useful Rooms for Ad Hoc Trainings — Exceptional Officer Resources
SITREP
The California Highway Patrol (CHP) office location is a nice central nexus between three of my regional office sites.
SETUP
CHPs put on great Public Safety trainings for our licensing enforcement officers and investigators. They have very indepth insights into dealing with hostile office and field environment scenarios, and how to address personal risk and attacks upon your person.
THE LOWDOWN
I appreciate the trainings they put on for our staff and am very thankful for this office and their officers’ expertise.

I support the CHP and local PD agencies. They have a tough job — they deal with idiots ALL DAY LONG. Idiots that choose to break the law, idiots that speed even though they know there is a speed limit, idiots that drive with no license, insurance or registration… and then act childish when they’re caught and ticketed.
It’s funny how easy people trash the police — yet who is their first call when they need help? THE POLICE! As an adult, YOU make the choice to drive like a turd… and you’ll get treated like a turd! :)
If you have a bad attitude, it’s like begging for a ticket — I learned that in high school driver’s ed. Be nice to officers, you’d be surprised to know they’re actually HUMAN.

So I’m riding my motorcycle on the Northbound 710 freeway approaching the 5fwy. yes, I know that it’s unlikely this is the CHP station assigned officer that pulled me over. I was just too lazy to create a profile for the one responsible. It’s actually the East LA Office.
Out of nowhere comes a motorcycle cop and lights me up. He pulled me over for no license plate. I tell him I just purchased the motorcycle at a «police» auction. I hand him over all the paperwork, including proof of insurance, my M1 license. I’m legit, I’m not concerned. That rat bastard still comes at me for a fix it ticket. Tells me that he still has to give me one.
Here’s my issue. When you purchase a vehicle from a lien sale. They cannot give you a license plate. The temporary tag I had for the motorcycle cannot be hung from the license plate holder. It will fly off, It’s a motorcycle. Then after he cites me, he doesn’t have the courtesy to escort me back onto the freeway.
East LA CHP office se pueden ir a la verga!

Great officers who will sign your correctable violation.

Horrendous man, I was on the 134 East, the cop was to my right i was on the second lane to the left… trying to go into the carpool lane. I waited till it was dash-​ed lines so I can enter, i enter and the cop pulls me over for crossing double yellow! IMPOSSIBLE! I WILL fight it and will let you know what happened.
Straight bs man, I have a clean record, the cop didnt even check it, just grabed my «info» and gave me a ticket, but ofcourse, end of the month, they have quotas to meet…-_–

I love the CHP!
Thanks for not ticketing me!!! You rock!
Here is a short version of the story. Coming back form Templeton in the middle of nowhere on Highway 46 i was trotting along at a measly 100mph… When out of nowhere a nice CHP officer came towards me on this two lane road. I slammed on my brakes as fast as i could and as i flew by him he rapidly flipped a bitch with full lights and siren i said to my wife… no he’s not coming for me. He must be after that guy in front of me. Who knew they can clock you as they are coming head on? After he checked my info he told me that he was not ticketing folks today, he just was giving warnings and told me to slow down so i can get my family home safely. I said thanks you so much and have a nice day!
I love when things work out. By the way the speed limit was 55mph i would have been screwed! 45mph over the speed limit. whew!

You suck for pulling us over on I-​5 and scaring the bejesus out of me.
You suck for screwing with me while I’m half passed out in the passenger seat.
You suck for taking down my info when I wasn’t even driving. Maybe I should have lied to you when you asked how much I had to drink and said I could’ve driven when I really couldn’t. I answered you honestly, «If you’re asking if I can drive, I really can’t.»
But…
You’re awesome for just giving a field sobriety test and not making us blow into breathalyzers… it would’ve been an epic failure.
Thank you for letting us go with nothing but a warning, but I hope if someone is drunk enough, you will give them a DUI and not let them go.

OK, so they get some credit because they’re supposedly keeping our highways safe…
But, ya know, Mr. Cop, you pulled me over this morning.
I was on my way to work, barreling down the 57, and I saw your lights flashing in my rearview mirror, so I thought, «OK, half of today’s pay will go to Uncle Sam, and the other half will go to Herr Schwarzenegger.»
Now, I figured I was getting pulled over for speeding, which, with 350 horses under the bonnet, isn’t too hard to do. I thought I was at around 90. But I looked at the speedometer and I wasn’t going all that fast, maybe 75, which is actually kinda slow as far as I’m concerned. OK. Maybe it was the German number plate I have on the front of the car? Yeah, maybe that was it.
And, of course, the insurance… yes, the insurance…
Now the last time I got a ticket, my co-​worker told me just to tell the cop I’m a «doctor» and that I’m on my way to take care of an emergency. I’m not the type to drop the «dee ar» outside of work, unless sufficiently annoyed, and while I am a sort of «doctor,» a DDS degree doesn’t hold quite the same cachet as an MD. Did I just drop the «dee ar» there? Sorry. It’s necessary for the story.
But I was trapped. And I had my scrubs on. I was also lucky because my typically slow wit/B.S. generator kicked in right away too. So, in this mousy, tremulous voice, I stooped to the lowest of lows and told you that I had an emergency situation to take care of, and that’s why I was speeding.
And you were like, «Yeah, you were going a little fast but I stopped you because you weren’t wearing your seat belt.»
Heh? You pullin’ me chain, mate?
Fear quickly turned into ire. «Oh, nononononono. You gotta be kiddin’ me. I _​ALWAYS_​wear my seatbelt. Uh-​uh. No. You’re WRONG. See this? I just took it off so I could pull my wallet out of my pocket.»
You said, «I saw you drive by and I could see the seatbelt was down.»
Now, my car doesn’t have a fixed top. That means that the seatbelt is built into the side of the seat. Not only can you NOT see it from the outside of the car, but you’d have to be looking awfully hard anyway because it’s a black car with a black interior.
So I looked at you. And I looked at the passenger seat, specifically in the area where the seatbelt was attached. You looked at it too. And then you said, «Oh, sorry, man, my bad.»
Eh? EH? Where’s the friggin’ candid camera?
So, after wasting five precious minutes of my life, I had to merge back into traffic. Rush-​hour traffic, pretty congested, but moving beyond speed. So I had to wait, like, five more minutes for a chance to get back into traffic. I was looking in my mirror. You were looking at me. Uh, I’m not even gonna go there…
FIve more precious minutes of my life wasted. And enough agitation to keep me going all day. Sure beats coffee and Red Bull.
Thank you. If it weren’t for the ten wasted minutes, the trouble getting back into traffic, and the prolonged eye-​contact, I’d give ya five stars.
At least you didn’t give me a ticket.
I WAS, after all, speeding. Sort of.