Posted by: Blue
The Quartermaster of Stores told me that my new uniforms should fit better than the last batch.
He was right. I only needed to take 4" off the width of the shirts, rather than the 7 or 8 inches from the last ones.
The pants are a better cut as well. Unfortunately, two of the three pairs are already coming apart at the seams.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Traffic Court
Posted by: Blue
I had three tickets on the docket today.
Three convictions. Two of note:
1. A guy who drove by us close enough to brush us with his mirror, while we were on a traffic stop and yelled out the window about where we had pulled the person over (she had pulled to the left of the street rather than to the right - not our decision). He received a ticket for failing to pull to the right. The original traffic stop driver received a warning. About three hours later, he was involved in a smash-up with a cabbie, fleeing the scene before exchanging particulars. He pled to both charges. Full fine.
2. In our city, there is a private contractor who runs photo-enforced speed traps in addition to officers running radar. The tickets are given without discretion or bias. I witnessed one run a stop sign at an intersection I was monitoring. When I pulled her over, she asked for a break. I asked if she had given any breaks that day. She said no, so I wrote her a tag. She fought it. The judge convicted. Full fine.
I had three tickets on the docket today.
Three convictions. Two of note:
1. A guy who drove by us close enough to brush us with his mirror, while we were on a traffic stop and yelled out the window about where we had pulled the person over (she had pulled to the left of the street rather than to the right - not our decision). He received a ticket for failing to pull to the right. The original traffic stop driver received a warning. About three hours later, he was involved in a smash-up with a cabbie, fleeing the scene before exchanging particulars. He pled to both charges. Full fine.
2. In our city, there is a private contractor who runs photo-enforced speed traps in addition to officers running radar. The tickets are given without discretion or bias. I witnessed one run a stop sign at an intersection I was monitoring. When I pulled her over, she asked for a break. I asked if she had given any breaks that day. She said no, so I wrote her a tag. She fought it. The judge convicted. Full fine.
Monday, June 9, 2014
Love is Very Dumb
Posted by: Blue
Sunday morning at the end of our night, we arrested a guy for Domestic assault and utter threats. He had phoned dispatch during a spat (right after he pushed her out of bed, hitting head with the dresser on the way and then biting her finger at some point. He told dispatch that the police better show up soon or he was "going to fuckin' kill her".
We arrived. He was gone. Another unit nabbed him at the nearby McDonald's.
It was his first arrest, so he was released at 8:03 AM Sunday morning on a PTA with Undertaking including an NCC (no contact or communication) clause. I spent at least a half hour explaining to him that he would absolutely be arrested and go straight to lockup if I found him breaching. I had the feeling he wasn't going to abide by the condition. He told me I was wrong. I told him to prove it.
When we started shift again, about 14 hours later, the same date, we found him with her at home. I arrested him again right out of his bed.
After he was read his rights, and declined a lawyer, I asked him when he got back home. "Right after you released me." He said.
He went straight to jail.
Sunday morning at the end of our night, we arrested a guy for Domestic assault and utter threats. He had phoned dispatch during a spat (right after he pushed her out of bed, hitting head with the dresser on the way and then biting her finger at some point. He told dispatch that the police better show up soon or he was "going to fuckin' kill her".
We arrived. He was gone. Another unit nabbed him at the nearby McDonald's.
It was his first arrest, so he was released at 8:03 AM Sunday morning on a PTA with Undertaking including an NCC (no contact or communication) clause. I spent at least a half hour explaining to him that he would absolutely be arrested and go straight to lockup if I found him breaching. I had the feeling he wasn't going to abide by the condition. He told me I was wrong. I told him to prove it.
When we started shift again, about 14 hours later, the same date, we found him with her at home. I arrested him again right out of his bed.
After he was read his rights, and declined a lawyer, I asked him when he got back home. "Right after you released me." He said.
He went straight to jail.
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Bar Fight
Posted by: Blue
Tonight on my way home after evening shift, I drove past a bar brawl that had spilled into the sidewalk. I pulled a u-ball and watched from the opposite side of the street in case something went south. It took about 25 seconds before the first crew arrived. 4 more followed, including a Street Supervisor.
They turned on the lights and sirens a few blocks before arrival. The drunks scattered. So did I.
Tonight on my way home after evening shift, I drove past a bar brawl that had spilled into the sidewalk. I pulled a u-ball and watched from the opposite side of the street in case something went south. It took about 25 seconds before the first crew arrived. 4 more followed, including a Street Supervisor.
They turned on the lights and sirens a few blocks before arrival. The drunks scattered. So did I.
Friday, May 30, 2014
Holy Vegetables
Posted by: Blue
Our domestic arrest from last night was asked at jail if he practiced any particular religion.
He paused, thought for a few seconds, then answered.
"I'm a vegetarian".
JT and I and the two prison guards within earshot paused for a few a seconds while looking back and forth at one another to confirm we had all heard the same thing.
I was the first one to break. We laughed for a good solid minute before the guard was able to compose herself and carry-on with the entrance interview.
Our domestic arrest from last night was asked at jail if he practiced any particular religion.
He paused, thought for a few seconds, then answered.
"I'm a vegetarian".
JT and I and the two prison guards within earshot paused for a few a seconds while looking back and forth at one another to confirm we had all heard the same thing.
I was the first one to break. We laughed for a good solid minute before the guard was able to compose herself and carry-on with the entrance interview.
Meltdown
Posted by: Blue
Last night, the network server room in HQ overheated. All the police computers went down across the city except our car's CAD, which is on a separate server.
We could be dispatched to calls, but could not do anything once there. No record checks, no license plate running, no reporting, no fingerprinting, no e-mail.
We locked up our domestic arrest old school. Straight to jail with no reports.
I could get used to that.
Last night, the network server room in HQ overheated. All the police computers went down across the city except our car's CAD, which is on a separate server.
We could be dispatched to calls, but could not do anything once there. No record checks, no license plate running, no reporting, no fingerprinting, no e-mail.
We locked up our domestic arrest old school. Straight to jail with no reports.
I could get used to that.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Fisher-Price Police
Posted by: Blue
Last week, JT and I kicked loose a male we were spot-checking to respond to a baby abandoned and locked in a car.
When we pulled up and peered through the tinted window, we saw a child's plastic baby doll, sitting right where the child had dropped it, beside the car seat.
"What exactly did you see?" I asked.
"Some lady parked and got her stroller out of the trunk. Then she rummaged around in the backseat and left, pushing the stroller." Replied the concerned, furrowed-browed complainant. "Are you going to have to break the window?"
"I don't think that will be necessary today, fortunately." I replied, leaning my head to speak into my shoulder mic. "Delta two-oh-three, this is a doll that's been trapped in the car. Unconscious, not breathing. No ambulance required."
We got back into the cruiser. There was a message from the dispatcher asking if she should send a Fisher-Price ambulance just to be sure.
I told her if she could get the Little People fire dispatch to answer their phone, it wouldn't hurt.
Last week, JT and I kicked loose a male we were spot-checking to respond to a baby abandoned and locked in a car.
When we pulled up and peered through the tinted window, we saw a child's plastic baby doll, sitting right where the child had dropped it, beside the car seat.
"What exactly did you see?" I asked.
"Some lady parked and got her stroller out of the trunk. Then she rummaged around in the backseat and left, pushing the stroller." Replied the concerned, furrowed-browed complainant. "Are you going to have to break the window?"
"I don't think that will be necessary today, fortunately." I replied, leaning my head to speak into my shoulder mic. "Delta two-oh-three, this is a doll that's been trapped in the car. Unconscious, not breathing. No ambulance required."
We got back into the cruiser. There was a message from the dispatcher asking if she should send a Fisher-Price ambulance just to be sure.
I told her if she could get the Little People fire dispatch to answer their phone, it wouldn't hurt.
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