Another One Caught

Last night we were on our horses and were people watching in front of the bars. There were plenty of sights to be seen. It seemed everyone was out trying to have one last "summer weekend". As we began to walk around we heard a description come over the radio of 2 male hispanics who had attempted to rob some poor schlep. Immediately we saw someone who fit the situation and we chased him down. There is something about the look on someones face when they hear horses running after them that I'll never get tired of seeing. Seconds after we stopped him a patrol car showed up and took over and we returned to the most important part of our night, people watching. Since being on the horse I am 3-0 in pursuits and moving up the ranks slowly!! I'm looking forward to work tonight, it should be pretty busy and the weather is perfect for riding.

Failed Attempt

Tuesday night was pretty quiet and we were on the prowl for something to get involved in. We saw a group of young attractive girls being led down the block by some guy. They were all dolled up and obviously ready to party and nobody was going to stop them from having a good time until they met the bouncer. We watched from across the street as he turned the girls away and examined the guy's ID. After a few minutes the entire group began to walk away . This is when we decided to approach the guy and take a look at his ID. My partner led his horse on the sidewalk and cornered the unsuspecting guy against the storefront. Those young pretty girls kept on walking so we concentrated our efforts on this guy. We asked him for his ID and he gave us a CT Drivers License which obviously wasn't him. Maybe he could pass as the guy's stunt double but tonight there was no movie being filmed. We asked him when he graduated high school and he hesitated and said "2004 but I stayed back a year, you can call anyone in my phone and ask them". Now the last time I checked I was a police officer and not a employee of AT &T, did he really think I would start calling people from his phone? Anyway the guy seemed harmless so we kept his ID and told him to go on his way. Little did he know that it is a felony he just slipped away from but there is no sense of ruining this kids record just because he is trying to have a good time and have a few drinks. I myself in my younger days had a fake New Hampshire ID and I must say it worked in 3 different states and I was only rejected 2 times that I remember. So that was our excitement for the night and because the kid didn't give us a hard time and was respectful of the police everyone went home on time. So the next time you are stopped by the law treat us with some respect and you just might be surprised at the results!!

Can I Have your Autograph?

While parked on the corner bullshitting with my partner we suddenly observed a car blow through a red light. As we began to follow the car he blew through another light. We then pulled the vehicle over and we were both pretty amazed because of the balls on this guy. While my partner was talking to the driver I was snooping around the car and I saw a USA jacket in the back. The driver was being rude and disrespectful and seemed very agitated. He began to tell us we that we must have nothing better to do then pull him over while there are people out there selling drugs. Whenever someone says that I tell them to show me who is dealing the drugs and I will arrest them. That usually shuts them up. When we got back to our vehicle I looked at his license and was amazed at what I saw. It read Derrick Adkins. I thought to myself for a second and wondered if it was the same Derrick Adkins who won the gold medal in the 1996 Olympics in the 400 meter hurdles, the same man I looked up to when I was competing in the same event in college and in the military. After running his license it came back suspended! I told my partner who I thought he was and my partner said "I don't care if its the President it's time for some bologna and cheese". That's cop lingo which is a reference to what food is served to prisoners and it meant that he was gonna get locked up! So we locked him up, towed his vehicle and brought him back to HQ's. While he was in the cell I got on my soapbox and told him that as an Olympic gold medalist and as a person that young athletes look up to I was shocked by the way he treated the police and that I thought he should be ashamed of himself. He told me some down and out story and that he was sorry. I then slipped him my memo book and asked him if I could have his autograph and he looked at me like I was crazy as he signed the paper.

Hangin in the Mens Room

Well today the rain came and my partner and I had alot of busy work to do. Exciting stuff like cleaning out the drains in the temporary stalls at HQ's which I must say was the worst smell I have ever came across. It was like raw sewage. The kind of stench that once it hits your nose you almost spew chunks. After something really gross I find it is always best to eat, so we had lunch. It was during lunch when the subject came up that I wish to talk about. On Sunday I went to a co-workers wedding. What a party!! After many vodka & pineapples I suddenly thought I was Tony Manero from Saturday Night Fever. You couldn't get me off the dance floor except for when it was time to use the men's room. It was there where I encountered someone that really annoys me, The Bathroom Attendant!! I really don't see the need for someone to hand me a towel after I urinate. Having a mother who was a waitress I tend to be a really good tipper but I'll be damned if I give some guy a tip while in the men's room. When I go to the bathroom I would like some peace and quiet and do not feel as if it warrants an audience. Call me whatever you want but that's how I feel. The rest of my workday was pretty much uneventful.

Diner Burgers

As we sat in front of the fountain my partner and I began to converse about a very important topic. We were deciding what we were going to eat for dinner tonight. Would it be tex-mex, spanish or a good ol' fashioned burger. We sat there weighing the pros and cons of each one when we were told to check on a fight about 1 block away from our location. We began to head in that direction when we saw a man on the sidewalk waving his arms frantically attempting to get our attention. As we looked in his direction he pointed up the block and we saw another man running away. Game on. I yelled to me horse and gave him a little kick with my spur and the chase began. Galloping up the road on the double yellow line while my partner was galloping up the sidewalk. For a minute there I began to feel as if we were in the Kentucky Derby, except our finish line would be who could catch the bad guy first. As it turns out my partner did but regardless I'm sure it was definitely a sight people won't forget. As a result I still remain undefeated in pursuits on horseback, I'm 2-0! If for some strange reason some lucky punk out runs the horse I'm pretty sure he won't outrun the police radio. After that job we headed back to the fountain and made the most important decision of the night; diner burgers all the way!!!

You must be the entertainment

Since nothing notable occurred last night at work I thought I would share a funny story from last winter. It was right smack in the middle of the holiday season, Christmas eve to be exact, and I was sent on a complaint of a loud party. I guess the person complaining must not have been in the Christmas spirit because who the hell complains about noise at 8:30 pm on Christmas eve. Anyway I figured it would be the usual noise complaint job, the kind that any idiot could handle: knock on door, tell people to keep the noise down and leave. What actually happened was probably the most embarrassed I ever was a cop so far. As I approached the door I could hear some music and the sounds of people having a great time. When the door opened some guy greeted me with a smile and said "I'm glad you are finally here". Before I could ask why he grabbed my arm and led me into the living room where he announced to the crowd of 15-20 drunk women that the stripper was here! The women let out a roar and then suddenly cranked up the music. Before this went any further I grabbed the man and told him that I was in fact a real police officer. He now had to tell those screaming women and when they heard the news they all began to laugh. My face was a red as an apple. As the man walked me to the door one of the women came running over and asked me if I wanted to stay anyway and make a few extra dollars. I kindly thanked her and then got the hell out of there and didn't look back. I told everyone I worked with the story and they all laughed, some said they would have handled it in a slightly more cinemax after dark way but all in all I left work that night feeling good about myself.

Nice Parking Job

Last night was a beautiful summer night to be riding the horse. I was in a good mood and was almost completely stress free so work went well. Near the end of the evening ( 12:30 am) my partner and I were sitting on our mounts in the grass and were bullshitting when we saw a female attempting to parallel park. As she backed up she totally hit into the car behind her. My first impression was that she was drunk. As she was finishing up her stellar parking job I decided it was time for a social experiment. I wanted to see what she did when she exited the car. Would she look and check to see if there was any damage to the other car? Of course not. Would she leave a note on the other car? Hell no. She got out of car and attempted to walk away as if nothing happened but she failed to see the 2 cops on horseback watching the whole thing. We confronted her and really began to grill her. She said she was a schoolteacher and she was sorry. So we told her we were sorry but we would be issuing her a ticket for leaving the scene of an accident. She tried to plead with us as we wrote down her and the other car's information. We then put a note on the other car telling them if they wanted to make an accident report to call the station. We then told the woman we weren't giving her a ticket and that she could leave. We were just bluffing her to make her sweat a little and realize that she did the wrong thing. When a ticket is given the hope is that it will cause the driver to change their driving habits but tonight I think our method worked better. What do you think?

Good day of shoveling shi.....

Well today was a good day of old fashioned shit shovlin'! It was just me at the barn today so I got to do all the chores myself. I actually enjoy cleaning the horses and their stalls. It's nice to do manual labor as it gives you a sense of accomplishment at the end of the day. I also feel as if it is almost like a therapy session for me. No bosses around telling me what to do, joe public isn't asking me all types of questions and I don't have to deal with any knuckleheads. It's just me and the four horses. Peace and quiet and the lovely smell of crap and urine. After grooming the horses and cleaning their stalls I still had time left so I decided to give all of them a much needed bath. Each horse reacts different to the water. Some don't like it near their face and others could care less what you do as long as it is quick so they can go into their stall and eat some more. At the end of the day I felt like I earned my day's pay. After a quick goodbye to the horses it was time to go home and start my weekend. After reading this you could say that this cop is full of ......well you finish the sentence!

It's because I'm Black

Today I responded to a call of a customer dispute at a photo store. Upon arrival I spoke with a 19 year old black female who began to tell me her story. She had walked into the store and brought 4 pieces of candy. When the cashier (a Chinese woman) was counting her change the black female thought she was taking to long and told her to hurry up. The girl got upset and called the police and then told me she wanted her money back. I then went into the store and spoke with the cashier who told me the same story but with another chapter. She said that the girl left the store and then came back in and demanded her money back. The girl then proceeded to throw the candy at the cashier and then exited the store. Another worker in the store ( a Hispanic male) verified the story. I then went back outside and told the young girl that she would not be getting her money back and that a report would be made but before I could finish she said "You aren't helping me because I'm black". Never mind the fact that she threw candy at the cashier, that was OK in her mind but the root of her problem according to her was that she was black. Can you fucking believe that! The people involved were a black girl, a Chinese woman and a Hispanic male and she has the nerve to say that it's because she is black. In my job I deal with this all the time. I had nothing to do with slavery and have no idea why I continue to be blamed for everything. Instead of blaming other people why doesn't she accept the fact that she was wrong and shouldn't have acted like an idiot. But I guess it's easier to blame others and not accept your wrongdoings. This is the America I see everyday. A country where the race or gender card is blamed when people don't get what they want and when they do get things other people say its because of their race and not their own merit. I don't know what the solution is but I will continue to treat everyone with respect and maybe I will receive the same in return.

Boring Day

Well with my partner on vacation it was going to be a week the horse and riding in a patrol car again. I was looking forward to it. My day began great. I went for a 5 mile run before work and felt great. The workout made me arrive at work in a good mood. Ready and anticipating a fulfilling day of police work. Well it turns out that the only thing fulfilling would be my workout and the thought of seeing my girlfriend at home after work. The day was extremely slow and nothing seemed to be going on except for barking dog complaints. I'd be barking too if I was outside in this humidity. At least I was in a car with A/C all day I kept telling myself as I repeatedly looked at my watch. Day 1 came and went with nothing exciting. Sorry to let you down but there is always tomorrow.

Drunk in the Park

It was a hazy, hot and humid August night and as usual we knew we would be sweating our asses off on the horse. But we marched on and prepared for the nights work. I decided to wet my horse down to cool him off before the nights work. We then waited about 1 hour for the sun to go down and then headed uptown. Once we got uptown we headed for our usual destinations, the park and the city center. In the park we noticed that there was one of the regulars drunk off his ass lying down. We approached him and told him he had to leave the park immediately or we would help him leave. He chose option 1 and his other homeless buddy helped him to wherever they would call home for the night. My partner had an interesting idea; he said we should call a bus (ambulance in cop lingo) and have him taken to the hospital but the catch was that we should take his backpack and voucher it at headquarters as his punishment. I thought it was funny. These homeless guys are a royal pain in the ass. Most of them are friendly towards us but it seems as if they all are emotionally disturbed. We keep close tabs on them because when you have nothing to lose you are capable of anything. Until a better solution arises we continue to solve the problem with the "it's time to go, we don't care where you go but you can't stay here mentality". Well by now we were very hot but a quick visit from an employee of one of the restaurants would change that. She came out and brought us each a cold bottle of water. Every night they give us some water. It's greatly appreciated and we enjoy bullshitting with our "fan club" as we call them. There are lots of loyal fans in the "Horse Nation" a term I like to use as a homage to the great rock band Kiss and their followers the Kiss Nation. Well after 11:30 pm we headed to the bar scene where we would spend the remaining 1 1/2 hours checking out the sights and laughing at all the drunks.

New Hours

Before going to work I enjoyed a kick ass workout. I ran 6 miles and did 50 pull ups, 150 push ups and 50 dips. Was really running hard. Then tonight was the start of our newly assigned hours from 6 pm to 2 am one week and 10 am to 6 pm the next. Doesn't sound so bad except that it is being done as a type of punishment because our unit refuses to work for free. Could you imagine that, not wanting to work for free.....we must be real rebels or something. Anyway we started tonight off with a smile because you should never let the management know that something they told you has upset you. The best thing to do is smile and shove it right back up their ass!!!! As we left the barn we weren't sure how long or how far we would make it because both horses had loose horseshoes. Once we got uptown there really wasn't much happening on a Tuesday night. Got to have a few interesting conversations but that was about it. About 2 hours before the end of our tour my horse lost his front shoe. A minor inconvenience. My partner had to go get the trailer and we loaded them in and brought them back to their safety zone, the stables. A very slow night but at least the horses got to have one of their favorite treats, sour patch kids!!! A fellow cop brought some in for them and boy were they happy! Anyway maybe tomorrow will be more interesting. Just a little recommendation : go and see I know pronounce you chuck & larry, it was hilarious!!!