posted on Sep, 19 2016 @ 03:47 PM
We had a Chief of Police who stated that he wouldn't let anybody drive with any measurable amount of alcohol in their system. My Great Niece was born
about two months premature and was kept in the hospital for several weeks. Her Mother was stuck in bed even after her release from the hospital.
They wanted somebody from the family around as much as possible, so since I worked nearby I was elected. One evening she had some issues so I hung
around until she recovered from them. I figured that since it was so late, I'd just go to work and crash on the couch in my office. We had showers
and a locker room and I always kept a change of clothes there. I was about five minutes out when I saw flashing lights in my mirror. I pulled over,
rolled down the window and had my papers ready. The officer took them, went back to his car for a bit and brought them back. He asked where I was
going and I told him that I was going to work. He asked me to get out of the car, I complied. He pulls out a breathalyzer and asks me to blow into
it. I do and it reads 0.01. He politely asks me to wait a bit, so we talked about the local baseball team for about 15 minutes. I blow again and it
is still 0.01. Now 0.08 is the limit so I figure that I'm out of there. Nope. Since I pulled into a parking lot and parked, he told me to lock up
my vehicle, that I was going with him. He gave me a light pat down, put me in the back of the car, no handcuffs and took me to the station. On the
machine at the station I again blew a 0.01. I was there for another two hours, blowing every fifteen minutes until I blew a 0.0 twice. Then I had to
wait until they had an officer available to take me back to my car. At no time was I placed in a cell, everybody was perfectly polite, I just
couldn't leave. A couple of the officers seemed uncomfortable about it, but, it was the Chief's policy.
I got to work just in time to change clothes and start the day. The company that I worked for at the time produced gas detection equipment and
combustion analyzers. At lunch I caught our Chemical Engineer and asked him why I registered on the breathalyzer when I'd had nothing alcoholic to
drink? He asked how many times I had used the hand sanitizers at the hospital and had I been around rubbing alcohol? I said several and that I had
helped use a cotton ball soaked in rubbing alcohol to wipe the baby down to help break a fever. That's when he told me about how the sensors on a
breathalyzer work and the number of methyl groups that registered on them.
I have to wonder how many people have had their lives ruined because of a false positive? Why are you not allowed to challenge the breathalyzer? Why
don't they keep the breath sample? (yes it can be done) Simple. It is all about the money.