Devin Sandiford

And my parents didn't know that I was doing this, but they knew that it was starting to get taxing to drive, so they decided that they wanted to get me a hotel.

And the first night I stayed at the hotel, it was just wonderful.

I had this big room to myself and a bed to myself, and I could watch ESPN until I fell asleep, and ESPN would just watch me.

It was just great.

But my parents raised me and my siblings to be responsible and independent.

And I didn't like to just use my parents' money, so sometimes I preferred to just sleep in my car still and not tell them.

And I would do that, especially on nights when I knew that I would have a long day at school

I would do it but every once in a while I would treat myself to the hotel and on one night after my late night engineering classes I left the school at around 10, 10.30 and I pulled into the hotel parking lot and to my surprise I saw a parking spot right by the door of the hotel entrance and I passed it and I wanted to back up and get into this spot and I see a car coming from the back and I slowly back into the parking spot and I grab my backpack and I step out of the car and as I step out I see the car rolls up and it's actually a police car

And the police officer flips on the lights and steps out and asks me for my license and registration.

And I'm like, that's a little weird, like he came from the other direction, I know this can't be traffic related.

And there's been several times where I've been stopped by the cops before for nothing, so I know exactly what he's doing.

When he tells me to sit on the curb, I know it's a routine racial profiling stop.

He's gonna take my information, he's gonna check it against his database, he's gonna come back when he finds out that I have nothing on it, and he's gonna give me my stuff and let me go.

And as I'm sitting on the curb there, waiting, I hear these tires rolling into the parking lot, and I think to myself, oh my gosh, how embarrassing.

Another guest is going to come in, and they're going to see me here, and they're going to think I'm a criminal.

And I look over my shoulder, and I see it's not another guest.

It's another cop.

And this cop car pulls up, and it shines its lights directly on me, and two officers step out and stand behind the door.

And now I'm a little worried, like, what's going on?

I've never even had a speeding ticket before.