Repeat

Another Saturday and I am dispatched to a similar call at a similar address.

Dispatch provides the info: "Tim was at home with his girlfriend. Tim became suicidal and grabbed a rifle. Tim pointed the gun at himself and girlfriend left."

I provide additional info to other units, I was there a month ago same similar situation.
-Several firearms in the house. Tim drinks becomes suicidal and resist

All units arrive on scene and set up on the house. I knock on the door.
-Tim come to the back door with your hands up. We know you are in there

After several minutes of pretending he isn't there, Tim opens a bathroom window and starts talking to Officer B., his hands are empty.

Officer B keeps Tim busy, while I circle to the back door. Officer B gives Tim 3 chances to come to the back of the door to talk.
Tim declines. I notify Officer B, I am in position and B says go.

I kick the backdoor, trailed by another officer.
Tim yells "SHIT!", as he realizes I am in the house and have a taser pointed at him.
Tim complies and is taken into custody. The gun is found loaded under a bed.

"why did you guys come in?"
-you were given the opportunity to come to the door 3 times. we weren't just going away.

Classy

Knowing the situation of the department, a recent rookie, gets recruited by another agency.
In what I believe to be a sign of his character he only gives a weeks notice.

Kenny

Kenny has a suspended driver's license.
Kenny drives all the time and is surprised he gets tickets.
As I turn down the road I see Kenny, driving his car.

i stop him
-still suspended right?
"YES!. I just wanted to take my kid bowling. It starts in a couple minutes."
-we will get this taken care off as fast as possible. which tow company do you want to get you car?
"you are impounding it? why?
-you are suspended and have no insurance

Kenny goes into jerk mode. yelling to his 4 year old son that they can't go bowling now. Kenny puts it all back on me.
"you are just fucking with me! you are a cocksucker!"
his kids cries and screams. Kenny wants starts walking off.

-you want your impound form? so you can get it out?
"FUCKIN COCKSUCKER!" he takes it and walks down the road

Underhand

Officer S gave an underhand compliment.
Wanting me to switch to graves, which I stated I wouldn't do, because of the hours.
"Yeah but I like working with you and I know if there is a mess you will jump in with the shit and I can trust you."

Sad

It is sad when you are more concerned about hiding you drugs than telling the truth about your dead sister in the tub.

Cherrie insist her sister was alive when she walked out of the bathroom, but dead when she came back seconds later. Even though the blood has drained to her lower legs, indicating death several hours ago. Cherrie won't change her story and the sister's room (and the house) are strangely empty of drug paraphernalia for a drug users.
"she must of taken too much Tylenol"

Greg

Rushing to respond to a call. I am on the highway.
Going 70 mph, I look in my rear view mirror to see a motorcycle about 2 miles back coming up behind me. I think to myself
-he is moving pretty quick.
I go around a small bend in the road and the motorcycle is passing me in the slow lane. I look at my speedometer. I am going 77 mph and I saw him in my rear view mirror less than 30 seconds ago.
He gets about 3 car lengths in front of me before the realization comes.

I fall in behind him and stop him.

-all i want to know is how could you not see the police car.
"i was working on it and figure i could open it up on the highway"
Greg fumbles with his paperwork, slurs his speech and has a hard time following directions.
-how much you had to drink today
"1 beer"
an hour and a half later he blows a .11%