I (and probably a lot of other people) have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that policemen are people, too.
The people that pull you over have lives. Parents, friends, maybe kids. They went to elementary school. Graduated college.
What about other people? Everybody has a past. Even that homeless person on the corner. He could have lived an affluent childhood. You never know.
Think about old people. You see them now, old and wrinkly. Sitting quietly, maybe receiving harsh looks from young, ignorant teenagers. But in fact, these old people used to be us. And we will, one day, become them.
So next time, before you judge someone for his job or his age, think about the experiences he may have had. Maybe instead of being angry at the one who pulled you over, rationalize. He probably doesn’t want to pull you over anyway.