“May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.”


"This report is maybe 12-years-old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people. You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, 10, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people . . . better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave." ~ Captain Malcom Reynolds

Monday, November 3, 2008

More from the dumb choices files

Only on the road one night this week, due to some training stuff going on. It managed to be a busy one, though I avoided the majority of the drama - friends got tied up in one homicide & then another shooting, while I ran around covering the more mundane calls...

Stuff finally slowed down a little bit after midnight & I had a chance to search for good stops on the (now-empty) roads. Finally when I was headed up to grab a drink since I was having no luck I found a car with recently expired plates, so pulled him over for the chat.

Well, lo & behold he happens to be suspended due to some recent court fines.

So, I take care of the ticket for his plate, give him his suspension notice & let him know that a tow truck is on the way. I can't very well let him drive after all, and his car is sitting on the roadway so it is a safety hazard.

While we are waiting on the tow truck he's dialing every number he can trying to get a ride and getting more and more frustrated. Then, when the tow shows up he rolls up his window and is refusing to get out of the car... Then when he does roll down his window he starts ranting and raving that I NEED to wait for his girlfriend to get here to drive the car for him, that he can't afford a tow bill, etc.

SIGH

What is it that makes people think that they are going to win a simple pissing match like this on the side of the road? That throwing a tantrum is going to suddenly make cops change their minds and go "Awww shucks, you win!"

I spend several minutes clearly explaining his options to him - that his car is getting towed either way you cut it, the only real choice he's making right now is whether or not he's going to let me get my job done & if he is going to jail or not. I don't raise my voice, I'm as polite as can be, but I make it VERY clear to him that his options are dwindling the more he plays this game...

Well, he refuses to budge, so into the cuffs he goes - this guy (who seems nice enough, and certainly didn't give me any problems other than this) turned a simple pre-payable expired plates ticket into that and an obstruction charge. I let the magistrate know the full story, and that he was polite and otherwise cooperative with me, so he was released on his signature. But it still annoyed me - I've got other people I'd much rather be taking to jail than just someone who felt he had to be stubborn at the wrong moment, and I am sure he'd much rather have gotten a ride home and sorted out the tow bill later. But, once I tell you that if you don't do X, and you call me on it, I pretty much have to arrest you - it's the same as when your kids call you on cleaning their rooms, if you don't do it things only get worse down the road... or at least that's my "child care theory of law enforcement."

After that the rest of the shift went pretty slow. Had three different deer kamikaze into the side of officer's cars last night - so apparently their is some great Bambi offensive planned in the near future or something. One of my district partners apparently couldn't handle putting his out of its misery last night, so I took care of that for him - not out of any bloodthirst or cruelty, but because the poor thing was stuck there suffering & I would rather it be done quick then everyone sit around dithering and staring. Of course, being cops this means he has now been opened up for a world of grief for the next week or so, as people were asking him if we needed to drive his car for him, do his reports and all that... all in good natured fun.

So that's the excitement of last night. Wondering how many (if any) bomb callouts we will get tomorrow with the election & post-election fun, and otherwise just waiting for the rest of the week to go by.

To close, please make sure you vote tomorrow if you haven't already - I won't lecture on candidates or platforms, just ask you to make sure your voice is heard if you are eligible.

5 comments:

Reggie said...

why is it that when in a car the deer are everywhere. The cars are loud, the lights are on, yet they stop right there, stare at you, right in front of you....yet when you go into the woods, with a shotgun or rifle on opening day......THEY AREN'T THERE!!!! What is up with that??? And people say they are stupid, hmmmm I wonder. I think its a conspiracy the deer have!!! hee hee ha I am glad you put the deer out of its misery. I'm a hunter but I'd never let an animal lay there in total agony and just wait for it to die. Good for you. Thank you. Yes I did vote but I see that was a total waste of my time.

Berserk said...

I had something similar happen once (a guy rolling up his window and sitting in his car to stop me from towing). End result was that he went to jail (after a quick stop at the ER to make sure he wasn't hurt) and the car had a shattered window when it was towed.

Sean said...

Reggie - for the same reason I can look for a good stop for two hours and find nothing and then when I get assigned a call every car I pass would be a couple of easy arrests...
just the way things work!

Berserk - had to break a couple of windows the same way in my time as well, particularly on a few passed out drunks. My favorite is when they then think that it's our job to pay to get it fixed...

Berserk said...

Yeah, whole lot of "not my problem."

On the other hand, I've got a buddy who works for NOPD. He tells me that they've actually got a "carpenter division" within the PD (mostly it's a place to put the R.O.D.'s). They do nothing except board up doors that someone else in the department has kicked down.

Sean said...

Oh that's nice berserk - we've got a few guys who would love that gig I'm sure...

but yes, I enjoy letting those folks at the drug houses know it's not our thing to fix either... hmmm, quit selling dope (or looking the other way when your baby's daddy does it) and your door stays up longer... just sayin'