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I just finished paying my fine to US Customs. I am so overwhelmed with joy
, that I though I might share my story. Take notes:
My friend and I crossed the border in Nogales and spent the night. Shopped the next day for Tenuate & Phentermine. Didn't go for roids, thank God. I left my truck at the motel and we walked 8 blocks to a pharmacy off the beaten path, away from the tourist area. My friend speaks spanish, so she asked for our wares. Prices were good, so I bought 6 boxes of Phentermine and 6 boxes of Tenuate (my boyfriend takes this stuff - too strong for me). My friend bought 12 boxes of Phentermine. We left.
Walked to a restaurant to have lunch, then back to the hotel via a different route. My friend decide she was going to pop all of her meds out of the blister packs and put them in an aspirin bottle. I just stuck mine in my purse.
We shopped some more - I bought a bottle of Kahlua and a pair of knock-off sunglasses. She bought Kahlua as well. We headed back to the border. Line was long and it took about an hour before it was our turn. When I pulled up to the officer, he was already writing on a red ticket, and asked us what we had to declare, how long we'd been in Mexico, etc. We declared our bottles of Kahlua and my cheap sunglasses. He handed me the red ticket and told me to pull up to the search area.
I knew we were screwed right then and there. I kept my cool, however. As we pulled in to the search area, there were 4 officers and a dog waiting for us. We were told to step out of the vehicle and leave everything inside. "Go sit on that bench." We did.
They searched the vehicle and found my purse right away. They came over and asked if the stuff was mine. I said yes. They told me that it was illegal to bring to the states without a prescription. I acted really stupid (my best blond impersonation) and told them I had no idea this was so.
They went back to my truck to search some more.
They found my friend's bottle of "aspirin" and came back. They ask who's it was and she told them that it was hers. They ask her what was inside the bottle. She told them aspirin. They asked her again. She said 'aspirin' again. They started to threaten her and tried to scare her. She didn't say a damn thing except 'aspirin'
They took the tabs to the lab. The officers took the door panels off my truck, pulled out the stereo, and took out the seats. They threw everything that was inside, outside. The dog went through. They checked the gas tank with that snake-thing and use the mirrors under my truck. They did something to the tires.
Officer came back and leaned on my friend. Told her that because she tried to hide her pills, she was now an official smuggler of drugs and they were going to sieze my truck, and since I was the owner/operator of the vehicle, they were going to fine me $5,000.00 on top of my other fines. I'm listening to all of this with my head down and trying not to smile. That may sound wierd, but to be honest with you, I could have cared less at that time. Plus, she was being a total smart-ass and I was kind of proud of her. Hey - if you're gonna go to jail, you might as well go with your best friend.
They threatened to strip search her because she wouldn't empty her pockets. They guy turned to me and said "What's in your pockets?" I told him I had some change and a tampon. He turned back to her and screamed "You're friend doesn't have anything to hide. What are you hiding?" And they hauled her off.
I was escorted to the truck where the other officers were waiting with our pile of contraband. The fattest one told me I should be ashamed of myself and that my truck was probably going to be impounded. I asked if I could have my cell phone out of the truck so that I could call for a ride. No one said anything for a moment, and then they huddled...
After huddle - I was excorted to the waiting room to fill out some paperwork - a statement in my own words of why my ass shouldn't be hauled off to jail and why my truck shouldn't be impounded. I forget what I wrote - something about being very sorry. I had to give my social security number and address. They took my paperwork and left me there for a good hour or so.
Finally - they call me up to the desk and the Fat-One said she was ready to process me. She was extremely rude. Talked to me like I was total dirt. It was quite a pleasant experience. All I could think about was how she should take my Phentermine home and use some.
They fined me $600.00 for the drugs, but didn't charge me with anything. I thought that was kind of wierd, but wasn't about to argue. Fat-One asked how much money I had on me. I thought pretty quickly and told her $40.00. She told me that they would need that as a down on the fine. I gave it to her and arranged to make payments on the rest. I asked about my truck and she told me they weren't going to take it even though SHE thought they should. (Sigh)
I was about to sit down again when out comes my friend. She didn't look like she'd been violated in any way, so I didn't say anything to her until she had been processed and we were out the door. She told me that she had been treated about the same as I had - just in a different room. No strip search. Too bad.
They did put my truck back trogether, though. I thought that was very sweet.
$600.00 fine, $80 for gas, $50.00 for food, $40.00 for hotel room, $300 for confiscated drugs, $5.00 for a couple of beers, $18.00 for a bottle of Kahlua & $6.00 for sunglasses.
So - now we're on the customs list. Every time I cross a border, they'll probably do a full cavity search or something. I'm going to Belize for a 3 week vacation with my boyfriend in October. Can't wait to go through customs on the way home. I old him that if he decides to buy anything while we're there, he's going to have to mail it back.
So - what's the moral of this sad, but totally true story? I should have hid everything in the steering wheel. They didn't check there.
, that I though I might share my story. Take notes:My friend and I crossed the border in Nogales and spent the night. Shopped the next day for Tenuate & Phentermine. Didn't go for roids, thank God. I left my truck at the motel and we walked 8 blocks to a pharmacy off the beaten path, away from the tourist area. My friend speaks spanish, so she asked for our wares. Prices were good, so I bought 6 boxes of Phentermine and 6 boxes of Tenuate (my boyfriend takes this stuff - too strong for me). My friend bought 12 boxes of Phentermine. We left.
Walked to a restaurant to have lunch, then back to the hotel via a different route. My friend decide she was going to pop all of her meds out of the blister packs and put them in an aspirin bottle. I just stuck mine in my purse.
We shopped some more - I bought a bottle of Kahlua and a pair of knock-off sunglasses. She bought Kahlua as well. We headed back to the border. Line was long and it took about an hour before it was our turn. When I pulled up to the officer, he was already writing on a red ticket, and asked us what we had to declare, how long we'd been in Mexico, etc. We declared our bottles of Kahlua and my cheap sunglasses. He handed me the red ticket and told me to pull up to the search area.
I knew we were screwed right then and there. I kept my cool, however. As we pulled in to the search area, there were 4 officers and a dog waiting for us. We were told to step out of the vehicle and leave everything inside. "Go sit on that bench." We did.
They searched the vehicle and found my purse right away. They came over and asked if the stuff was mine. I said yes. They told me that it was illegal to bring to the states without a prescription. I acted really stupid (my best blond impersonation) and told them I had no idea this was so.
They went back to my truck to search some more.They found my friend's bottle of "aspirin" and came back. They ask who's it was and she told them that it was hers. They ask her what was inside the bottle. She told them aspirin. They asked her again. She said 'aspirin' again. They started to threaten her and tried to scare her. She didn't say a damn thing except 'aspirin'
They took the tabs to the lab. The officers took the door panels off my truck, pulled out the stereo, and took out the seats. They threw everything that was inside, outside. The dog went through. They checked the gas tank with that snake-thing and use the mirrors under my truck. They did something to the tires.
Officer came back and leaned on my friend. Told her that because she tried to hide her pills, she was now an official smuggler of drugs and they were going to sieze my truck, and since I was the owner/operator of the vehicle, they were going to fine me $5,000.00 on top of my other fines. I'm listening to all of this with my head down and trying not to smile. That may sound wierd, but to be honest with you, I could have cared less at that time. Plus, she was being a total smart-ass and I was kind of proud of her. Hey - if you're gonna go to jail, you might as well go with your best friend.
They threatened to strip search her because she wouldn't empty her pockets. They guy turned to me and said "What's in your pockets?" I told him I had some change and a tampon.
He turned back to her and screamed "You're friend doesn't have anything to hide. What are you hiding?" And they hauled her off. I was escorted to the truck where the other officers were waiting with our pile of contraband. The fattest one told me I should be ashamed of myself and that my truck was probably going to be impounded. I asked if I could have my cell phone out of the truck so that I could call for a ride. No one said anything for a moment, and then they huddled...
After huddle - I was excorted to the waiting room to fill out some paperwork - a statement in my own words of why my ass shouldn't be hauled off to jail and why my truck shouldn't be impounded. I forget what I wrote - something about being very sorry. I had to give my social security number and address. They took my paperwork and left me there for a good hour or so.
Finally - they call me up to the desk and the Fat-One said she was ready to process me. She was extremely rude. Talked to me like I was total dirt. It was quite a pleasant experience. All I could think about was how she should take my Phentermine home and use some.
They fined me $600.00 for the drugs, but didn't charge me with anything. I thought that was kind of wierd, but wasn't about to argue. Fat-One asked how much money I had on me. I thought pretty quickly and told her $40.00. She told me that they would need that as a down on the fine. I gave it to her and arranged to make payments on the rest. I asked about my truck and she told me they weren't going to take it even though SHE thought they should. (Sigh)
I was about to sit down again when out comes my friend. She didn't look like she'd been violated in any way, so I didn't say anything to her until she had been processed and we were out the door. She told me that she had been treated about the same as I had - just in a different room. No strip search. Too bad.
They did put my truck back trogether, though. I thought that was very sweet.
$600.00 fine, $80 for gas, $50.00 for food, $40.00 for hotel room, $300 for confiscated drugs, $5.00 for a couple of beers, $18.00 for a bottle of Kahlua & $6.00 for sunglasses.
So - now we're on the customs list. Every time I cross a border, they'll probably do a full cavity search or something. I'm going to Belize for a 3 week vacation with my boyfriend in October. Can't wait to go through customs on the way home. I old him that if he decides to buy anything while we're there, he's going to have to mail it back.
So - what's the moral of this sad, but totally true story? I should have hid everything in the steering wheel. They didn't check there.
