Sunday, August 30, 2015

A Simple Stop Goes a Long Way

I ended up the week on Thursday with a fresh relief. I pulled a traffic stop on a vehicle with a handwritten tag showing a purchase date (which is illegal in my state and technically not even a tag).

There were three black males in the vehicle and I asked for ID from all of them. The backseat passenger was extremely nervous and could not get the information on his ID right after I had ran the name and date of birth that he gave me.

I asked for another unit and I was watching the body language of everyone in the car when he pulled up. The two front seat occupants were fine but the guy in the back became even more nervous and began to run his hands through his hair. I walked to car and detained him and told him I was going to bring a fingerprint machine out and find out who he was. He told me he was being honest but was only nervous because of everything that was going on in the news. I put him in my backseat and told him I was only verifying who he was and as soon as I did so he would be going on his way.

I talked to the driver who asked me if he could step out. We ended up having a 20 minutes or so conversation as we waited for my lieutenant to show up with the fingerprint machine. He asked me how I felt with everything on the news and what had been going on around the country. We progressed to basketball and football and how he coaches kids in school and the community to keep them from straying off the path. We came to common ground about how we both wanted to make a change in the community.

Eventually his friend came back to who he said he was and everyone went on their way. It was a simple stop but it led to so much more. Nothing that can be counted on in a stat but that goes a long way to building trust and relationships between the police and the community.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Baby Mama Belt Beatdown

So I've been horribly exhausted for whatever reason this first week getting back to work after vacation but I'm so glad to be back.

Monday saw me assisting an officer on a domestic dispute. A baby daddy went to town on a baby mama with a belt and left her pretty beat up. The argument started over something ridiculously petty from what I was told. I've been single for a few years and I know when I finally DO get into a relationship again that I would really appreciate the one I'd be dating. Especially if they were the mother of my child. I wish more people out here actually felt the same way too....

Wednesday was  a day that went smooth until right about the time I was supposed to get off shift. A call came in for a person down of a male lying down on a bridge. By the time I arrived on scene, the beat officer for the area where the call came in had a juvenile detained. When the officer first got there, the kid took a fighting stance before running to a telephone pole and attempting to hit his head repeatedly. The officer placed the kid in cuffs so he couldn't hurt himself anymore.

When the ambulance arrived on scene, the paramedics suggested we take the kid to the hospital but we would have to find the parents first to give consent. The kid stated he ran away from home because his mother is always drunk and her boyfriend constantly uses drugs. We hear stuff like that from kids all the time but when we arrived at the house it really looked like a dump. The front porch had nothing but trash and empty Bud Ice cans littered all over the place. Mom finally came out and when we brought her to the ambulance to talk to her son we found out the real issue.

The kid stated he was tired of living in the conditions in which he was. That he was upset at his mom for her choice in men and was actively job searching at 16 to help better the family and that his mom needed to do better. That was actually a very touching moment in policing to see a kid tired of his bad conditions and willing to work hard and do whatever it takes to better himself and his family.

Yesterday I got a call at a movie theater parking lot in reference to a Mercedes Benz that had the driver door damaged while the owner was inside of the movies. The caller waited a grand total 0f 12 minutes after first calling 911 to say she wasn't waiting around for police anymore. Ironically, I got the update JUST as I was pulling into the parking lot. One less report I had to do that day. With all the big problems in the city there are just a little more important things than a scratched door.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Flash Mob Mayhem

So yesterday was my first day back after a nice and well deserved 30 day vacation. I was gone so long that I couldn't even remember the password to sign into a city computer and had to get it reset. I guess that means it was a long vacation right?

The day went pretty smooth to say the least. Actually being slow for a Sunday. I guess that helps when school is back in session-to a point at least. Now that's where this story comes in.

I answered a 911 call at a dollar type store at the mall on my beat to a group of teens attempting to shoplift. I arrive on scene and security is following a group of about ten teens as they run away from the store. The kids apparently walked in and after they realized they were being watched by store employees-started to cause a huge disturbance. The kids started knocking down all the displays in the store all over the floors before running out.

Even if I had caught the teens it only would have been a slap on the wrist and they would not have even gone to jail. You have to love juvenile justice systems across the country.