I had a nice four day work week. I rode solo for three nights and then
partnered with J on Thursday. I took Friday night off to rest up for
Metro Dash. A cool front came in Monday night. It was about 20 degrees colder than
it has been. It was a nice, cool, slow night, with not too many calls
and plenty of units. I checked by with J on a meet the firefighter call at a local 24 hour
deli. A guy was cold and just wanted somewhere to go. So, he called an
ambulance first and said that he was diabetic. They checked his sugar
and it was fine. Next, he said that he was having seizures. They
checked his blood pressure and it was fine. Then he went for broke and
decided that he wanted to kill himself. That is when the paramedics
called us. J took him to the psychiatric center where he was admitted.
J completed the Emergency Detention Order and he will be there for
three days getting evaluated. On the way to the center, the guy told J
that he uses bath salts as a drug. He says that it is an amphetamine,
he dissolves the salt in water and then injects it. People will try
anything to get high. Tuesday night was still nice and cool. I started the shift by checking
by on a burglary of a motor vehicle in progress. The call slip
contained a lot of detailed information, more so than most. But, it
was not helpful, nothing in the area matched the information. A little later, I went by on a loud noise disturbance with J. The same
call has dropped every week on the same night for the last 2 months.
He has tried being nice, tried writing tickets, tried being mean, and
nothing is working. So, now he will go the route of calling TABC and
the fire Marshall. The club manager does not understand that the bass
can not shake the walls across the street on a Tuesday night. My last call was a burglar alarm at the SWAT office. It was false as
usual. They accidentally set it off about once a month. My first call Wednesday night was a suspicious event. A man knocked on
a guys door and then said that he needed help and wanted to come
inside. At least, the guy was smart enough to not let him in and then
he called the police. The suspect left the area at that point and I
was not able to find him. My last call was a person down at 5:15 AM. P and C checked by with me.
I arrived to find guy passed out in his vehicle with the driver's door
open and blocking a lane of the road. He was difficult to wake up. We
finally got him up and awake and walking. C and P offered to complete
the tow slip and I transported him to jail for public intoxication.
While C and J were waiting on the tow truck, a barefoot female walked
up and said that she had been raped. So, they got an ambulance back
out there and she was transported to the hospital to complete a rape
kit. On Thursday afternoon I rode overtime with J. We wrote 10 tickets with
16 violations. We had another litterer while were writing the ticket.
The driver threw a cigarette butt out his window. It is crazy. It must
be second nature to the people to the point that they do not even
think about it. J and I rode together Thursday night as well. We were dispatched to a
burglary of a motor vehicle. A man found some stuff on his doorstep
and noticed that the car (not his car) parked in front of his house
had a broken window. Initially, it looked like a burglary of a motor
vehicle. We looked around a little and found some more stuff around
the side of the house. We found more belongings from inside the
vehicle. To us it looked like a guy had intentionally broken out the
window, took stuff out of car and threw it around. To top it off, the
guy took a dump on some of the stuff and then used a shirt from the
car to wipe his rear. So, we think it was personal. Later, we were dispatched to a minor accident where one driver failed
to stop and leave information. The driver that stayed was from France.
He said that the other car ran a stop sign, hit his rental car and
drove off. Right around drunk thirty, there was a shooting in the new major club
area of the city. An extra job officer started screaming on radio. He
made it sound like he had been shot or had shot at someone. So,
everyone starts flying in that direction. Come to find out, it was
gang bangers shooting gang bangers. That concludes another week on patrol.
partnered with J on Thursday. I took Friday night off to rest up for
Metro Dash. A cool front came in Monday night. It was about 20 degrees colder than
it has been. It was a nice, cool, slow night, with not too many calls
and plenty of units. I checked by with J on a meet the firefighter call at a local 24 hour
deli. A guy was cold and just wanted somewhere to go. So, he called an
ambulance first and said that he was diabetic. They checked his sugar
and it was fine. Next, he said that he was having seizures. They
checked his blood pressure and it was fine. Then he went for broke and
decided that he wanted to kill himself. That is when the paramedics
called us. J took him to the psychiatric center where he was admitted.
J completed the Emergency Detention Order and he will be there for
three days getting evaluated. On the way to the center, the guy told J
that he uses bath salts as a drug. He says that it is an amphetamine,
he dissolves the salt in water and then injects it. People will try
anything to get high. Tuesday night was still nice and cool. I started the shift by checking
by on a burglary of a motor vehicle in progress. The call slip
contained a lot of detailed information, more so than most. But, it
was not helpful, nothing in the area matched the information. A little later, I went by on a loud noise disturbance with J. The same
call has dropped every week on the same night for the last 2 months.
He has tried being nice, tried writing tickets, tried being mean, and
nothing is working. So, now he will go the route of calling TABC and
the fire Marshall. The club manager does not understand that the bass
can not shake the walls across the street on a Tuesday night. My last call was a burglar alarm at the SWAT office. It was false as
usual. They accidentally set it off about once a month. My first call Wednesday night was a suspicious event. A man knocked on
a guys door and then said that he needed help and wanted to come
inside. At least, the guy was smart enough to not let him in and then
he called the police. The suspect left the area at that point and I
was not able to find him. My last call was a person down at 5:15 AM. P and C checked by with me.
I arrived to find guy passed out in his vehicle with the driver's door
open and blocking a lane of the road. He was difficult to wake up. We
finally got him up and awake and walking. C and P offered to complete
the tow slip and I transported him to jail for public intoxication.
While C and J were waiting on the tow truck, a barefoot female walked
up and said that she had been raped. So, they got an ambulance back
out there and she was transported to the hospital to complete a rape
kit. On Thursday afternoon I rode overtime with J. We wrote 10 tickets with
16 violations. We had another litterer while were writing the ticket.
The driver threw a cigarette butt out his window. It is crazy. It must
be second nature to the people to the point that they do not even
think about it. J and I rode together Thursday night as well. We were dispatched to a
burglary of a motor vehicle. A man found some stuff on his doorstep
and noticed that the car (not his car) parked in front of his house
had a broken window. Initially, it looked like a burglary of a motor
vehicle. We looked around a little and found some more stuff around
the side of the house. We found more belongings from inside the
vehicle. To us it looked like a guy had intentionally broken out the
window, took stuff out of car and threw it around. To top it off, the
guy took a dump on some of the stuff and then used a shirt from the
car to wipe his rear. So, we think it was personal. Later, we were dispatched to a minor accident where one driver failed
to stop and leave information. The driver that stayed was from France.
He said that the other car ran a stop sign, hit his rental car and
drove off. Right around drunk thirty, there was a shooting in the new major club
area of the city. An extra job officer started screaming on radio. He
made it sound like he had been shot or had shot at someone. So,
everyone starts flying in that direction. Come to find out, it was
gang bangers shooting gang bangers. That concludes another week on patrol.
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