So I was just reading a friend's blog and was quite enjoying it. I thought, "Gee [yes, Gee], I sure wish there were some way that I could share my thoughts with people."
Then it struck me like an abusive spouse, I have a blog too!!!! I know, as always, I have to begin by apologizing for the length of time between posts, but that's just the shakes of it. Deal.
Things have been going well here. I actually hit the street at the beginning of the week. I swore out my first warrant, gave a warning ticket, spoke mucho español, and got complained on.
That's right. Two days on the job and I'm catching complaints. Luckily, it was hilarious as opposed to justified. A lady called and complaing that there were people hanging out in the kid's playground at her apartment complex being loud and keeping her up. So, being the public servanty types that we are, a few of us went down there. The primary officer found four 21-26 year olds hanging out and smoking pot. Drugs removed, summons issued, people dispersed.
Now you would think that this would be a fantastic solution to the person who originally called the police. That, however, was not the case. By the time we got back to the station she had called back and was demanding to speak to a supervisor because, when the police that she requested arrived, they were too loud while talking to the people in the playground and she could see the spotlight from her window.
Now you would think, maybe she was justified if those po-leece were yelling at the kids and fighting. Nope, we were having a relatively pleasant conversation. It was just done too loudly.
I guess what she was looking for was us to drive by and pepperspray the people from the car windows, causing them to run away without any form of conversation. I didn't even think to do that... no wonder I'm the rookie.
And don't even get me started on the guy WHO CALLED 911 TO COMPLAIN THAT THE ROAD CONSTUCTION OUTSIDE WAS KEEPING HIM AWAKE!!!!! I tried to get an arrest warrant for the commissioner of VDOT, but no dice. :)
Anyway, that's about the extent of the shennanigans so far. I get to start driving on Friday. Look out, pedestrians!!!!
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I'm glad you updated, dear, but I'm not crazy about the domestic abuse simile.
Dude, we should wager how long it'll take for you to deliver your first crack-baby on the shoulder of some ghetto Mt. Vernon road! She probably won't even realize she's pregnant! You'll get a call and your FTI will be like, "this one's all yours, rookie".
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