Showing posts with label arrest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arrest. Show all posts

Thursday, October 8, 2015

The oldest person I ever took to jail.

When you think about old married couples you probably think about your grandparents, or the sweet commercials on TV.  Well, I did too until I got the call....
I got a call of a domestic dispute at an apartment complex.  As soon as I got there I saw an elderly gentleman carrying a 12 pack of soda into the house.  Seemed pretty harmless, right?  I approached him and asked him what was going on. He immediately drops the soda and runs into the house.  I ran after him, because I have no idea why he is running in the house.  Actually that is one of the worst feelings because you do not know if he is running to get a weapon
I followed him into the apartment he immediately goes towards the kitchen, I am so focused on him not getting a weapon at this point.  His wife was in the kitchen, he immediately just starts punching her over and over in the head.  To be honest I really thought 65 year olds were frail, well let me tell you he was a tough son of  a bitch.  Another officer showed up and we were able to get him off his wife (she was fine).
Well Mr. Senior Citizen then decided he was going to kick our asses.  My back up decides that pepper spray is a great idea.  Well pepper spray is a double edged sword unless the conditions are 100% in your favor, you are getting sprayed too.  I'm somewhat allergic to pepper spray.  I made this very clear to my officers.  Well the pepper spray got on us, the old man, it did not faze him at all.  He then continues to fight, out comes the ASP baton (retractable metal beat down stick that is what we called it)  I really just wanted this whole situation to be over at this point.  My back up strikes the man on the upper thigh and he starts to run out the door.  Finally I just tackle the mother effer.  We got him handcuffed and called an ambulance.
OK the ambulance is just protocol for pepper spray so we can make sure they are breathing fine.  I personally think that I should have been given some TLC by the hot firefighters.... 
The wife was ok, she had some swelling from before we got there, she was quite upset.  When we asked her what had happened, she talked about how this had gone on for years and she was done.  The fight started over shoes being lined up the wrong way???? Seriously, no joking.
We took him to jail. I was wondering why I never received a subpoena to go testify at his bond hearing.  Well don't you know a judge felt sorry for him and let him go home.  His wife refused to press charges, which means the assault that took place on me was also dropped. 
Things I learned this day:
Never judge a book by its cover.
Always line your shoes up neatly.
Old people can fight.
 
Have a great day
 
Have you ever seen an old person fight?
Do you and your significant other argue about silly things?
Do you think that people should get breaks because of their age? NO
 
 
 
 
 

Thursday, September 24, 2015

The night I was a prostitute......(undercover)

I think I have mentioned that I spent almost twenty years in law enforcement.  Many of those were in the worst parts of Atlanta.  Fulton Industrial Boulevard for instance is the hooker capital.  Not the Pretty Woman type prostitutes either.

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First let me say that I have NO experience acting.  I had only been out of the Army for a few years.  I was in an Honor Guard unit while I was stationed at Ft. McPherson.  Pretty much I walk like a robot, still do.  I have been told recently that I walk like a police person-duh!!
I am a clean freak, my shoes have to be clean, my hair has to be in a perfect ponytail, I use lots of lotions all the things that most prostitutes don't do-I did  I was wearing a white tank top and jean shorts.  The white shirt was pristine white another big clue.
We had our briefing at the police station.  The male officers were lying on the ground like they were drunks and there were several other officers in civilian clothes parked in beat up cars. 
If someone approached me and offered money I would move my purse from one shoulder to the next.
I was so nervous-not of getting hurt-but that I would be sticking out like a sore thumb.
First car that pulls up, guy rolls down his window, looks at me and says "your a f#@*ing cop aren't you?"  I said what makes you think that next thing I heard tires squealing and he was gone. 
Seriously am I that obvious, after a quick coaching session I tried again.
Success, and no I do not want a handful of crack.
There were a few close calls, for instance, the police officer lying on the ground pretending to be drunk got attacked, he was fine.
A group of hispanic men tried to pull me into their Bronco, they all went to jail
It turned out to be so much fun.
After the paddy wagon was full, eleven people, I thought I would be so cool and make a comment.  "don't worry guys you did get f@#&ed tonight"    Why on earth did I have to say that?  It was fun but I never wanted to do it again.
I have no idea why I am even posting this.  I just want to share some of my experiences some of them are too funny not to share.

What is the scariest thing you have ever done?
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