Wow, am I behind in my writing. Time to try and catch up.
Monday night was a City holiday. I rode with B. We were very short handed that night and the only unit in our beat. We ran a lot of calls, most of them were crap, but three stood out.
A disturbance was called in by a neighbor. Another unit was dispatched and we checked by. We found the front door unlocked and a screen door open. We knocked and there was no answer at the door. Since the caller had said that it sounded like a fight was taking place, we opened the front door and announced ourselves. There was still no answer so we began searching the apartment for anyone. In the bedroom, we found a male passed out and bleeding on the bed. At first, he tried to play possum, acting unconscious. Eventually, with some gentle encouragement, he woke up and decided to talk. He said that everything was fine. He did not need or want any medical assistance and the people that assaulted him were gone. So, we left and locked the front door on our way out.
A short time later, we were dispatched to another disturbance. This time, it was person refusing to leave an apartment. At the same time the suspect calls and says that he is being held and can't leave the apartment. When we arrived, the complainant met us outside of his apartment. He told us that he picked up the other male at a bar and brought him home. Once they got inside, the male started smoking crack. Not a big shocker. When we got to the apartment, he was sitting in a chair. He did not appear to be there against his will like he had claimed. He was not chained or cuffed, even though he may have wanted that. He just did not want to leave. After making sure he did not have any crack left, we told him that he was leaving. As he was leaving he demanded an "escort". That made me laugh. I said you are getting an escort, right off the property. Then he said he wanted a ride back to where he had been picked up. Unfortunately for him, our cars do not say taxi on them.
Our last call was for a male destroying his own apartment. When we arrived, he was gone. His mother and girlfriend were in the apartment. The apartment was in shambles. About 10 minutes later, he returned. His biggest concern was about a baggie that he said was in his pocket that he was holding for someone. His pockets were empty. Then he said that he had consumed 20 beers and had Xanax in his system. He was bi-polar and diabetic. He was in a manic stage and definitely a threat to himself. So, we took him to the psychiatric hospital and did an emergency detention order. Hopefully he will get back on his prescribed medications and be able to function.
On Tuesday I was up at the Academy for an in-service class. It was a low light shooting class. Very practical, since I mostly work at night. I always enjoy shooting someone else's ammunition.
Wednesday night was my first night with a new rookie, L. It was his first week of evaluation. I always try to start off evaluation with a mundane report call. It helps to settle down the rookie. They are VERY nervous, and need to relax. Reports are generally easy and allow them to ease into evaluation. Our first call was a basic burglary of a motor vehicle. The guy left his GPS in plain view, and it was gone when he returned.
Next was traffic stops. We did three. Two for passing through a parking lot to avoid a traffic control device and one for an illegal left turn. L did a good job with the traffic stops and his safety was excellent.
Our last call was another report. This time, it was for a criminal mischief. Someone had used shoe polish to tag a guys '94 Pontiac Fiero. He said that he thought a former female "roommate" was the likely suspect. The vehicle was also tagged on Monday night. There was definitely more to this story that he was not willing to share while his current girlfriend was standing next to him.
Thursday was day 2 of evaluation with L. We started with a simple theft call. A female could not find a diamond pendant. The last time that she knew she had it was mid November, 6 weeks earlier. Tonight, she looked for it and could not find it. She wanted to report it stolen for insurance purposes. The entire thing sounded strange and I was skeptical. Her apartment had not been broken into and nothing else was missing. I think that she lost it, and was just making something up to attempt to get insurance money.
Our last call of the night was a CIT (mental illness) disturbance. A group home called us to take a guy to the psychiatric hospital. They told us that he broke curfew at the home and their plan was to call us and have us take care of their problem. The male would not speak to us at all, not a peep. Eventually we spoke with the manager of the facility who agreed to let him back in for the night. The psychiatric hospital would not take him from us. He either has to check himself in or be a threat to himself or others and he was neither. There was nothing that we could do.
Friday was day three of evaluation with L. We were the print unit. We did not have any print or picture calls that night. We made two traffic stops. One driver went through the parking lot where we were sitting. He drove right next to our vehicle to avoid the illegal left turn signs. The driver was from Saudi, and claimed that he did not know that what he did was illegal. L told him that ignorance of the law was not an excuse and wrote him a ticket. It was awesome.
That concludes another week on patrol.
Monday night was a City holiday. I rode with B. We were very short handed that night and the only unit in our beat. We ran a lot of calls, most of them were crap, but three stood out.
A disturbance was called in by a neighbor. Another unit was dispatched and we checked by. We found the front door unlocked and a screen door open. We knocked and there was no answer at the door. Since the caller had said that it sounded like a fight was taking place, we opened the front door and announced ourselves. There was still no answer so we began searching the apartment for anyone. In the bedroom, we found a male passed out and bleeding on the bed. At first, he tried to play possum, acting unconscious. Eventually, with some gentle encouragement, he woke up and decided to talk. He said that everything was fine. He did not need or want any medical assistance and the people that assaulted him were gone. So, we left and locked the front door on our way out.
A short time later, we were dispatched to another disturbance. This time, it was person refusing to leave an apartment. At the same time the suspect calls and says that he is being held and can't leave the apartment. When we arrived, the complainant met us outside of his apartment. He told us that he picked up the other male at a bar and brought him home. Once they got inside, the male started smoking crack. Not a big shocker. When we got to the apartment, he was sitting in a chair. He did not appear to be there against his will like he had claimed. He was not chained or cuffed, even though he may have wanted that. He just did not want to leave. After making sure he did not have any crack left, we told him that he was leaving. As he was leaving he demanded an "escort". That made me laugh. I said you are getting an escort, right off the property. Then he said he wanted a ride back to where he had been picked up. Unfortunately for him, our cars do not say taxi on them.
Our last call was for a male destroying his own apartment. When we arrived, he was gone. His mother and girlfriend were in the apartment. The apartment was in shambles. About 10 minutes later, he returned. His biggest concern was about a baggie that he said was in his pocket that he was holding for someone. His pockets were empty. Then he said that he had consumed 20 beers and had Xanax in his system. He was bi-polar and diabetic. He was in a manic stage and definitely a threat to himself. So, we took him to the psychiatric hospital and did an emergency detention order. Hopefully he will get back on his prescribed medications and be able to function.
On Tuesday I was up at the Academy for an in-service class. It was a low light shooting class. Very practical, since I mostly work at night. I always enjoy shooting someone else's ammunition.
Wednesday night was my first night with a new rookie, L. It was his first week of evaluation. I always try to start off evaluation with a mundane report call. It helps to settle down the rookie. They are VERY nervous, and need to relax. Reports are generally easy and allow them to ease into evaluation. Our first call was a basic burglary of a motor vehicle. The guy left his GPS in plain view, and it was gone when he returned.
Next was traffic stops. We did three. Two for passing through a parking lot to avoid a traffic control device and one for an illegal left turn. L did a good job with the traffic stops and his safety was excellent.
Our last call was another report. This time, it was for a criminal mischief. Someone had used shoe polish to tag a guys '94 Pontiac Fiero. He said that he thought a former female "roommate" was the likely suspect. The vehicle was also tagged on Monday night. There was definitely more to this story that he was not willing to share while his current girlfriend was standing next to him.
Thursday was day 2 of evaluation with L. We started with a simple theft call. A female could not find a diamond pendant. The last time that she knew she had it was mid November, 6 weeks earlier. Tonight, she looked for it and could not find it. She wanted to report it stolen for insurance purposes. The entire thing sounded strange and I was skeptical. Her apartment had not been broken into and nothing else was missing. I think that she lost it, and was just making something up to attempt to get insurance money.
Our last call of the night was a CIT (mental illness) disturbance. A group home called us to take a guy to the psychiatric hospital. They told us that he broke curfew at the home and their plan was to call us and have us take care of their problem. The male would not speak to us at all, not a peep. Eventually we spoke with the manager of the facility who agreed to let him back in for the night. The psychiatric hospital would not take him from us. He either has to check himself in or be a threat to himself or others and he was neither. There was nothing that we could do.
Friday was day three of evaluation with L. We were the print unit. We did not have any print or picture calls that night. We made two traffic stops. One driver went through the parking lot where we were sitting. He drove right next to our vehicle to avoid the illegal left turn signs. The driver was from Saudi, and claimed that he did not know that what he did was illegal. L told him that ignorance of the law was not an excuse and wrote him a ticket. It was awesome.
That concludes another week on patrol.
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