- Aug 9, 2002
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As the title says, I'm a couple hours away from going on my third ride-a-long. Nothing significant happened the first two times, so is the third time the charm? Keep in mind it's about -26F outside and it's supposed to snow tonight. Let's hear some thoughts on what will go down. 
Edit: As I expected, it was a pretty quiet night. The night started pretty slow with a call to a loud apartment. The officer did some paperwork waiting for the 2nd unit for about 15 minutes (he witnessed an 18-wheeler plow into the back of a car at a stop light before my ride started), but when backup arrived we went in. The guy was belligerent, disrespectful, and wasn't giving complete information. He told the other officer to leave because he was on "a very important phone call" and the officer stared at him and then said "well, I'm on very important POLICE BUSINESS." The man continued to be an ass, so the officer told him that he will be evicted. He collected info on the landlord and the guy will probably out within the week.
The next call was a drunk 50y/o woman leaving a restaurant without her coat and walking off. Her b/f (about 55y/o) was distraught and after talking with him the officer and I proceeded to search the adjacent 3-4 blocks and businesses (which was extremely cold). We couldn't find anything but a few footprints, so we returned to the squad car. When we got back there, we recieved word that she had been found, so we let the b/f know and made him leave his vehicle behind the restaurant (he was plastered too). We drove him to her home, but neither of them had keys (they were left in the b/f's vehicle), so we ended up driving the couple to his house. On the way, she threw up all over the back seat of the squadcar...needless to say the officer wasn't pleased. Compound that with the b/f trying to give directions to the officer on where to go, commenting on at least one house per block, and that he thought his g/f "may have puked" because he can "smell something"...yeah, we could smell "something" too. We arrived at his home, and she fell out of the backseat, nailing her head on the driveway. The officer wouldn't touch her, since she was covered in vomit, and the once concerned b/f said to leave her outside for about 10 minutes...nice. The officer pulled the seat out of the car and rubbed it in the snow to remove the chunks. We then went back to the PD so he could disinfect the car. He commented several times on the chunkiness of the vomit, and proceeded to identify the various chunks (mushrooms, peppers, onions, and a "bread-like" substance that he told another officer "didn't taste like bread").
After that we did a lot of driving around and the officer finished his reports. We were driving through a bar parking lot when I pointed out a young guy taking a leak on a building. We got out and got his ID and ran it for warrants, but it came up negative, so we sent him on his way.
The next (and final) incidents involved the same people. We pulled up on someone about to get into a vehicle with an open alcohol container, but as they saw our car they promptly set the container on the ground and tried to get in the vehicle like nothing happened. We stopped next to them and ran background checks on that individual and the driver, and made the driver take a breathalyzer. He came up .01 short of the legal limit, but the officer wouldn't let him drive, so they were instructed to go back in the house, which they did.
The last call was another loud party. The responsible parties were staring at us through the upstairs window, so we stood in their entryway for a good 10 minutes before anyone finally came down. The owner of the place was initially uncooperative, but he changed his tune when the officer explained the penalties he was looking at (minor in possession, distributing to a minor, violation of the loud party ordinance, etc.). The crowd dispersed, including all of the people we wouldn't let drive in the last incident--luckily for them they got a ride there from someone else, and we were let into the home. The officers made the young guy pour out ALL of the alcohol he had (a lot...we were there over 20 minutes watching him pour it out), and he was thankful that the officers didn't cite him. They made it clear that if they were ever called back he would be going to jail. He shook our hands and we were on our way. That was the end of my ride.
Edit: As I expected, it was a pretty quiet night. The night started pretty slow with a call to a loud apartment. The officer did some paperwork waiting for the 2nd unit for about 15 minutes (he witnessed an 18-wheeler plow into the back of a car at a stop light before my ride started), but when backup arrived we went in. The guy was belligerent, disrespectful, and wasn't giving complete information. He told the other officer to leave because he was on "a very important phone call" and the officer stared at him and then said "well, I'm on very important POLICE BUSINESS." The man continued to be an ass, so the officer told him that he will be evicted. He collected info on the landlord and the guy will probably out within the week.
The next call was a drunk 50y/o woman leaving a restaurant without her coat and walking off. Her b/f (about 55y/o) was distraught and after talking with him the officer and I proceeded to search the adjacent 3-4 blocks and businesses (which was extremely cold). We couldn't find anything but a few footprints, so we returned to the squad car. When we got back there, we recieved word that she had been found, so we let the b/f know and made him leave his vehicle behind the restaurant (he was plastered too). We drove him to her home, but neither of them had keys (they were left in the b/f's vehicle), so we ended up driving the couple to his house. On the way, she threw up all over the back seat of the squadcar...needless to say the officer wasn't pleased. Compound that with the b/f trying to give directions to the officer on where to go, commenting on at least one house per block, and that he thought his g/f "may have puked" because he can "smell something"...yeah, we could smell "something" too. We arrived at his home, and she fell out of the backseat, nailing her head on the driveway. The officer wouldn't touch her, since she was covered in vomit, and the once concerned b/f said to leave her outside for about 10 minutes...nice. The officer pulled the seat out of the car and rubbed it in the snow to remove the chunks. We then went back to the PD so he could disinfect the car. He commented several times on the chunkiness of the vomit, and proceeded to identify the various chunks (mushrooms, peppers, onions, and a "bread-like" substance that he told another officer "didn't taste like bread"
).After that we did a lot of driving around and the officer finished his reports. We were driving through a bar parking lot when I pointed out a young guy taking a leak on a building. We got out and got his ID and ran it for warrants, but it came up negative, so we sent him on his way.
The next (and final) incidents involved the same people. We pulled up on someone about to get into a vehicle with an open alcohol container, but as they saw our car they promptly set the container on the ground and tried to get in the vehicle like nothing happened. We stopped next to them and ran background checks on that individual and the driver, and made the driver take a breathalyzer. He came up .01 short of the legal limit, but the officer wouldn't let him drive, so they were instructed to go back in the house, which they did.
The last call was another loud party. The responsible parties were staring at us through the upstairs window, so we stood in their entryway for a good 10 minutes before anyone finally came down. The owner of the place was initially uncooperative, but he changed his tune when the officer explained the penalties he was looking at (minor in possession, distributing to a minor, violation of the loud party ordinance, etc.). The crowd dispersed, including all of the people we wouldn't let drive in the last incident--luckily for them they got a ride there from someone else, and we were let into the home. The officers made the young guy pour out ALL of the alcohol he had (a lot...we were there over 20 minutes watching him pour it out), and he was thankful that the officers didn't cite him. They made it clear that if they were ever called back he would be going to jail. He shook our hands and we were on our way. That was the end of my ride.
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