I am six weeks behind in writing these weekly summaries. Hopefully, I
will get caught up soon. This week I had a partner for 4 out of the 5
nights. It was a good week with a few interesting calls. B and I rode together on Monday night. Right after roll call we
checked by with a couple of units to run a warrant with major
offenders. They had a CI (confidential informant) that was feeding
them information about a drug dealer. We waited and we waited and we
waited for the deal to happen. It started to feel like we were being
given the run around by the CI. At one point, the lead officer told us
that there was no telling when anything would happen because the CI
was on "crack head time." Then all of the sudden it was "GO" time. The CI called and stated
that the vehicle leaving had just made a narcotics delivery.
Immediately the lead officer got on the radio, described the vehicle
and asked if anyone saw it. We had four units spread out in the area.
B and I saw the vehicle and got behind it. We stopped the vehicle and
spoke with the driver. We spoke with the lead officer on the phone and
he requested that we search the vehicle. We asked the driver if he
would give us permission to search the vehicle which he did. So, of
course, we did not find anything in the vehicle. He had just made the
delivery. We needed to get him on the way to the delivery. It turned
out to be a big waste of time. No arrests were made and no narcotics
were recovered. That is how it goes sometimes, it is not an exact
science. On Tuesday night, B and I rode together for the first half of the
shift, then he had to go and babysit a prisoner at the hospital. Our
fist call was for an open door at an apartment. A couple came home and
noticed that their front door was wide open. So, the called us. We
arrived less than five minutes after they called. However, the man had
decided that he had waited long enough and searched the apartment
before we arrived. There had not been any forced entry and nothing
appeared to be missing. Most likely, they did not shut the door
completely when they left and the wind blew it open. But, if you are
going to go through the trouble to call us, why check the apartment
before we arrive? If we take an hour to get there, I understand, but 5
minutes? Patience. After B left to go to the hospital, I checked by with another officer
on a theft call. A man met us outside of an apartment complex. He had
been "picked up" by another man at a local bar. They went to the other
man's apartment and did whatever. Afterwords, the man left, but forgot
his wallet inside the apartment. He returned to the apartment but the
man would not open the door. We told him that we could knock on the
door and if he answers, get his wallet. But, if there was not an
answer, there was nothing else that we could do. It was not a theft
since he left the wallet inside. We asked if he knew the man's name,
and of course he did not. We knocked and were not shocked when there
was no answer at the door. We told him to knock again in the morning,
maybe he would have better luck then. Towards the end of the shift I was dispatched to a robbery at a
nearby convenience store. A man had entered the store and put a gun to
the clerk's head. The man then stole the clerk's money and the store's
money. This turned out to the be the first of a few robberies at this
store over the coming weeks. B and I were together again on Wednesday night. Our first call was a
loud noise at a local club. This club had been in the area for years
and this was the first loud noise that I had ever had at the club. We
arrived and the noise level was crazy loud. The building has a metal
roof, and the bass was causing the roof to rattle. It sounded like the
building was going to shake apart. We went inside and asked the
manager to step outside with us. He agreed that the music was too loud
and told us that they had a new promoter on Wednesday nights. We told
him that if we are called back, we were going to issue him a loud
noise citation. He went inside and reduced the volume to a tolerable
level. Good choice. A few hours later we were dispatched to a "see complainant / unknown
reason". That is what the call takers will code a call if they have no
idea what else to call it. Since we do not have a "threw yogurt on
dog" call type, unknown seemed reasonable. The lady told us that she
let her dog out into the backyard to go to the bathroom. When the dog
came back in, he had something pink on him. She went outside and found
a yogurt container that had been thrown over the fence and had hit the
house, the dog, and the patio furniture. She suspected that the yogurt
had been throw by her neighbor. Judging from the yogurt spray pattern
on her wall, B and I agreed with her. Her and her neighbor have had an
ongoing issue with noise. Her dog will bark when he wants to come back
inside. Her neighbor's bedroom is right by her backyard, and they do
not like the barking. We went to talk with the neighbor. He did not
admit to throwing the yogurt, but he did not deny it either. He said
that the dog barks all of the time and that the home owner will have
loud parties in her backyard. I recommended that the two neighbors sit
down and talk about the problem one afternoon when everyone is sober
and in a good mood. And I told the neighbor to keep his yogurt in his
refrigerator. Can't we all just get along? I would expect these types
of issues between children, but not between adults. Throwing yogurt? Thursday night I was riding solo and it was crazy person night. My
first call was to a lady who had tried to kill herself by shotgunning
(drinking) her child's prescription bottle of Amoxicillin. Not only
did it not kill her, but probably helped to cure any lingering
infections that she might have had. An ambulance transported her to
the hospital. Call number two was another suicide attempt. This guy
was going door to door in a neighborhood screaming that he wanted to
die. He told me that he had tried to stab himself in the heart in the
past. Ouch. I called for one of our mental health units to check by
and they took him to the psychiatric center for evaluation and
treatment. Third call, third unstable complainant. This guy had been
"dumped" by his husband. He was emotional and went out to a club. This
reminded him of his husband because they used to go to out clubbing
together. So, he started crying and left in a cab. I guess the cab
driver got tired of the crying and whining, because the cab driver
threw him out of the cab. Literally, threw him onto the pavement and
drove off. That is why we were called. As the guy was crying and
telling me his story, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sure that you hate
gays." What? Excuse me? He went on to say, "everyone hates gays." I
think some therapy might be in his future. At the end of the shift, the same convenience store from earlier in
the week was robbed again. This time the clerk saw them coming and hid
in his car. The clerk has no way to lock the front door of the store.
The robbers took all of the money from the cash register. The clerk
said that one of the suspects was the same guy from earlier in the
week. I told the clerk to call us when he sees them again, because
they will be back. I came early on Friday and rode with A. It was busy. Crazy busy. Our
first call was an auto pedestrian accident. A lady was unfamiliar with
the area. She was driving too fast while looking at her navigation
system and turning. She did not see the two pedestrians who were
legally in the cross walk. One of them managed to get out of the way,
but the other was struck and went over the hood of the car. She did
not want to get in the ambulance, so I advised her boyfriend to take
her to the hospital later to get her checked out. She was complaining
of back, hip, and shoulder pain which is understandable since she was
hit by a car. We ticketed the driver who was very apologetic.
Distracted driving, whether from a navigation system, cell phone, or
anything else is very dangerous. For the next few hours, we ran numerous loud noise, illegal parking,
and disturbance calls. We had just parked to start the accident report
when we were dispatched to a burglary of a motor vehicle in progress.
Another unit was very close and actually caught the suspect trying to
leave the area. We brought the witnesses to them and the suspect was
positively identified as the car burglar. We had just dropped him off
at jail, when we were asked to assist on a fatal accident. One of our Sergeants had been called by a wrecker driver and informed
that there had been a bad accident on the freeway. We were close and
were the first officers on the scene. Our job was to secure the scene
and begin shutting down the freeway for the investigation. A Camaro
had run out of gas and stopped on the right shoulder of the freeway in
a curve. Two wreckers, one of them a flatbed wrecker, had stopped to
assist the Camaro. A Honda Accord coupe traveling at a very high rate
of speed was not able to negotiate the curve and slammed into the back
of the flatbed wrecker. The flatbed was moved 50 feet forward into the
back of the other wrecker. The driver of the Honda was killed
instantly. The driver of the flatbed wrecker was transported to the
hospital with non-life threatening injuries. We were on that scene for
the remainder of our shift. That concludes another week on patrol.
will get caught up soon. This week I had a partner for 4 out of the 5
nights. It was a good week with a few interesting calls. B and I rode together on Monday night. Right after roll call we
checked by with a couple of units to run a warrant with major
offenders. They had a CI (confidential informant) that was feeding
them information about a drug dealer. We waited and we waited and we
waited for the deal to happen. It started to feel like we were being
given the run around by the CI. At one point, the lead officer told us
that there was no telling when anything would happen because the CI
was on "crack head time." Then all of the sudden it was "GO" time. The CI called and stated
that the vehicle leaving had just made a narcotics delivery.
Immediately the lead officer got on the radio, described the vehicle
and asked if anyone saw it. We had four units spread out in the area.
B and I saw the vehicle and got behind it. We stopped the vehicle and
spoke with the driver. We spoke with the lead officer on the phone and
he requested that we search the vehicle. We asked the driver if he
would give us permission to search the vehicle which he did. So, of
course, we did not find anything in the vehicle. He had just made the
delivery. We needed to get him on the way to the delivery. It turned
out to be a big waste of time. No arrests were made and no narcotics
were recovered. That is how it goes sometimes, it is not an exact
science. On Tuesday night, B and I rode together for the first half of the
shift, then he had to go and babysit a prisoner at the hospital. Our
fist call was for an open door at an apartment. A couple came home and
noticed that their front door was wide open. So, the called us. We
arrived less than five minutes after they called. However, the man had
decided that he had waited long enough and searched the apartment
before we arrived. There had not been any forced entry and nothing
appeared to be missing. Most likely, they did not shut the door
completely when they left and the wind blew it open. But, if you are
going to go through the trouble to call us, why check the apartment
before we arrive? If we take an hour to get there, I understand, but 5
minutes? Patience. After B left to go to the hospital, I checked by with another officer
on a theft call. A man met us outside of an apartment complex. He had
been "picked up" by another man at a local bar. They went to the other
man's apartment and did whatever. Afterwords, the man left, but forgot
his wallet inside the apartment. He returned to the apartment but the
man would not open the door. We told him that we could knock on the
door and if he answers, get his wallet. But, if there was not an
answer, there was nothing else that we could do. It was not a theft
since he left the wallet inside. We asked if he knew the man's name,
and of course he did not. We knocked and were not shocked when there
was no answer at the door. We told him to knock again in the morning,
maybe he would have better luck then. Towards the end of the shift I was dispatched to a robbery at a
nearby convenience store. A man had entered the store and put a gun to
the clerk's head. The man then stole the clerk's money and the store's
money. This turned out to the be the first of a few robberies at this
store over the coming weeks. B and I were together again on Wednesday night. Our first call was a
loud noise at a local club. This club had been in the area for years
and this was the first loud noise that I had ever had at the club. We
arrived and the noise level was crazy loud. The building has a metal
roof, and the bass was causing the roof to rattle. It sounded like the
building was going to shake apart. We went inside and asked the
manager to step outside with us. He agreed that the music was too loud
and told us that they had a new promoter on Wednesday nights. We told
him that if we are called back, we were going to issue him a loud
noise citation. He went inside and reduced the volume to a tolerable
level. Good choice. A few hours later we were dispatched to a "see complainant / unknown
reason". That is what the call takers will code a call if they have no
idea what else to call it. Since we do not have a "threw yogurt on
dog" call type, unknown seemed reasonable. The lady told us that she
let her dog out into the backyard to go to the bathroom. When the dog
came back in, he had something pink on him. She went outside and found
a yogurt container that had been thrown over the fence and had hit the
house, the dog, and the patio furniture. She suspected that the yogurt
had been throw by her neighbor. Judging from the yogurt spray pattern
on her wall, B and I agreed with her. Her and her neighbor have had an
ongoing issue with noise. Her dog will bark when he wants to come back
inside. Her neighbor's bedroom is right by her backyard, and they do
not like the barking. We went to talk with the neighbor. He did not
admit to throwing the yogurt, but he did not deny it either. He said
that the dog barks all of the time and that the home owner will have
loud parties in her backyard. I recommended that the two neighbors sit
down and talk about the problem one afternoon when everyone is sober
and in a good mood. And I told the neighbor to keep his yogurt in his
refrigerator. Can't we all just get along? I would expect these types
of issues between children, but not between adults. Throwing yogurt? Thursday night I was riding solo and it was crazy person night. My
first call was to a lady who had tried to kill herself by shotgunning
(drinking) her child's prescription bottle of Amoxicillin. Not only
did it not kill her, but probably helped to cure any lingering
infections that she might have had. An ambulance transported her to
the hospital. Call number two was another suicide attempt. This guy
was going door to door in a neighborhood screaming that he wanted to
die. He told me that he had tried to stab himself in the heart in the
past. Ouch. I called for one of our mental health units to check by
and they took him to the psychiatric center for evaluation and
treatment. Third call, third unstable complainant. This guy had been
"dumped" by his husband. He was emotional and went out to a club. This
reminded him of his husband because they used to go to out clubbing
together. So, he started crying and left in a cab. I guess the cab
driver got tired of the crying and whining, because the cab driver
threw him out of the cab. Literally, threw him onto the pavement and
drove off. That is why we were called. As the guy was crying and
telling me his story, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sure that you hate
gays." What? Excuse me? He went on to say, "everyone hates gays." I
think some therapy might be in his future. At the end of the shift, the same convenience store from earlier in
the week was robbed again. This time the clerk saw them coming and hid
in his car. The clerk has no way to lock the front door of the store.
The robbers took all of the money from the cash register. The clerk
said that one of the suspects was the same guy from earlier in the
week. I told the clerk to call us when he sees them again, because
they will be back. I came early on Friday and rode with A. It was busy. Crazy busy. Our
first call was an auto pedestrian accident. A lady was unfamiliar with
the area. She was driving too fast while looking at her navigation
system and turning. She did not see the two pedestrians who were
legally in the cross walk. One of them managed to get out of the way,
but the other was struck and went over the hood of the car. She did
not want to get in the ambulance, so I advised her boyfriend to take
her to the hospital later to get her checked out. She was complaining
of back, hip, and shoulder pain which is understandable since she was
hit by a car. We ticketed the driver who was very apologetic.
Distracted driving, whether from a navigation system, cell phone, or
anything else is very dangerous. For the next few hours, we ran numerous loud noise, illegal parking,
and disturbance calls. We had just parked to start the accident report
when we were dispatched to a burglary of a motor vehicle in progress.
Another unit was very close and actually caught the suspect trying to
leave the area. We brought the witnesses to them and the suspect was
positively identified as the car burglar. We had just dropped him off
at jail, when we were asked to assist on a fatal accident. One of our Sergeants had been called by a wrecker driver and informed
that there had been a bad accident on the freeway. We were close and
were the first officers on the scene. Our job was to secure the scene
and begin shutting down the freeway for the investigation. A Camaro
had run out of gas and stopped on the right shoulder of the freeway in
a curve. Two wreckers, one of them a flatbed wrecker, had stopped to
assist the Camaro. A Honda Accord coupe traveling at a very high rate
of speed was not able to negotiate the curve and slammed into the back
of the flatbed wrecker. The flatbed was moved 50 feet forward into the
back of the other wrecker. The driver of the Honda was killed
instantly. The driver of the flatbed wrecker was transported to the
hospital with non-life threatening injuries. We were on that scene for
the remainder of our shift. That concludes another week on patrol.
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