Up With People
Those of you who know me and/or have been paying attention to the posts where I bitch about work will remember that I write police reports for a living. For two more fucking days, anyway, and then I start my new job. More on that later. In the meantime, a couple interesting things have happened here at work today. For the first time since I've been working here, I got to type the words "...told them to come out with their hands up." Boffo.
Also, since I'm almost done with this worthless fucking job, I've been thinking back on the last seven months spent here, trying to organize my thoughts on the whole experience. Then, while typing the last report of the night, a cop does it for me. I'll (possibly) go over this in greater depth at some point in the future but for now:
If you're not frustrated after reading that then there's a 99.999999999999999% chance that you're what's wrong with the world as well as one of the stupid motherfuckers I have to hear about every goddamn day I work here.
Five bucks says the victim, suspect, and two children each have a different last name.
Two more days...
Also, since I'm almost done with this worthless fucking job, I've been thinking back on the last seven months spent here, trying to organize my thoughts on the whole experience. Then, while typing the last report of the night, a cop does it for me. I'll (possibly) go over this in greater depth at some point in the future but for now:
"The victim stated that the suspect was her husband. The victim and suspect have been in a relationship for nine months, and married for seven months. The victim is currently eight months pregnant with the suspect's child. There were two children present during the confrontation."Now imagine that the cop is saying the above with a mouth full of shit while recovering from a serious head cold, and there you have it. That's my job.
If you're not frustrated after reading that then there's a 99.999999999999999% chance that you're what's wrong with the world as well as one of the stupid motherfuckers I have to hear about every goddamn day I work here.
Five bucks says the victim, suspect, and two children each have a different last name.
Two more days...
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