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The alarm clock woke me up at 7AM.
Today our unit would be doing road coverage while the normal road units were in CPR training. That meant that we not only had to answer calls for service, but we had to dress in our normal departmental uniform instead of our usual raid gear.
I needed to be in court by 830AM for a drug related case downtown. I got showered and dressed in my very sloppy uniform, being that it hasn’t been worn in some time. I had to double check myself just to make sure I didn’t forget anything.
After having only 4 hours of sleep the night before I was so very tired.
Arriving at court the state attorney told me that I needed to drive all the way to Headquaters to pickup the Marijuana for trial. Alrighty, no problem.
I drove the hour there and hour back in rush hour traffic.
Long story short, after making me sit in court with the Evidence for 7 hours the state attorney told me that the case won’t be heard today and I’ll have to come back next monday.
So now I’ve pretty much wasted my entire morning, I didn’t get a chance to even eat.
I headed straight from court to work. I was thinking to myself, “Just handle the calls like Sarge said and get home on time”. A really easy plan to follow, I’ll just be my usual proactive self and instead of chasing bad guys I’ll take care of all the calls for service.
I got on the air in a good but sleepy mood and asked the dispatcher for any call holding.
She gave me a traffic crash. Not just any traffic crash mind you, she decided that two dump trucks hitting each other, both being County Vehicles, would be an excellent call for me to handle, even though we have civilian service aids that write all those reports and I haven’t written one in 2 years. Alright, I’ll be a good sport about it.
I pulled up on the scene of the Dump Truck Caper. The second I got out of the car the clouds cracked roaring thunder followed by just as violent rain.
Great. That sucked the motivation right out of me.
I went back to my cruiser and sat inside of it, starring at what I knew was the proper form to fill out, but it looked like Chinese to me. I got on the air and asked for a service aid to come by and at least help me out. He instead took the call from me and I went back in service.
The next 7 1/2 hours were spent going from crappy call to crappy call. I got stuck with every single boring call you can think of. I handled 16 cases in all, most of those being reports.
Normally on a squad there are 10 people at least. We were doing it today with 3. Two guys were riding in the same car and I was stuck by myself. What that meant was that all the good calls that have some excitement to them, were being dispatched to the “Two man” unit and all the crappy, “My boyfriend didn’t bring my carback so I want to report it stolen” calls were sent to me.
Around midnight Gary and Muscle, who were riding together, had a bail out. They found a car riddled with bullet holes and it tried to make it into the middle of no where, but only get as far as the train station. Immediately two were in custody, but one decided to run along the tracks and into a warehouse district. He was being chased on foot by Muscle and they ran for almost 2 miles. I got to the scene and helped setup the perimeter and then found my partner, picking him up after he’d lost the subject somewhere in the warehouse district.
We got aviation up and started K9.
It was now 2AM and I’d been up for 19 hours straight with no sleep the night before.
K9 arrived and started doing their searches. This kid was hiding in the back alley of one of the warehouses, which was a wall on the right side and a fence on the left side, making a nice corridor. He’d jumped into a meterbox room, the rooms used for the electric company to check the power usage, and the room was unlocked so the kid used it to hide.
The k9 unit started yelling at the kid to get on the wall and screaming for backup, since the kid was supposed to be armed.
My partner and I were only 200 feet away so we ran to him.
My partner ran along the outside of the ‘fence’ area while I ran along the wall towards the k9 unit and the subject, in this 15 foot wide alley.
K9 saw my partner first and yelled to cuff the guy. Me being overly tired, I didn’t think straight and ran up behind the k9 officer and his dog. The dog wasn’t very happy to be surprised and tried to bite me.
His handler pulled him off of me and the dog bit the handler instead. I cuffed the guy with the K9 Officer screaming at me, using every curse word you could think of.
Now, I don’t own any animals and I have no idea how a K9 unit works. My mistake.
Once everything was sorted out, we had 3 subjects in custody who’d just committed a robbery. We found the victim who ID’d the guys. Then, the guy that ran on foot came back as being wanted for several warrants, 2 being for gun violations and he was also wanted in connection with a homicide.
I got home at 4AM and passed out like a light after 21 hours of work. The next day we’re also getting stuck with road coverage. We’ll see how it goes.
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