Working on the holidays is always an eye-opening experience. You learn a lot about human nature when people “celebrate” various national and religious holidays.
It has been a while since I worked day-shift on Christmas. I’ve worked plenty of afternoon and midnight shifts on December 25, but very few on days. I had hoped for a quiet, peaceful day. Not so much. Here are just a few of the highlights:
- By 0815 I was rolling to the first domestic of the shift: two able-bodied sisters on “disability” fighting over their pain pills.
- By 10 am we had our first domestic with a weapon. I didn’t roll on that one, but I guess a woman was chasing her boyfriend/husband with a knife.
- Sometime before lunch, a grandmother called to report her daughter had stolen the grandchildren’s toys and left to go trade them for crack.
- We had four officers tied up chasing a suicidal woman through a trailer park.
- Hit and run in a church parking lot.
- Numerous “I hate my neighbor” complaints.
- Multiple “You kids stop playing football/yelling/running around/enjoying your new toys near my apartment/trailer/residence” calls.
Of course, these calls were just the highlights on top of the typical alarm calls, barking dogs and other standard foolishness.
Things could have been worse, though. A deputy at a neighboring agency responded to a report of shot fired and found a man and woman struggling over a shotgun in the front yard. When challenged by the deputy, the man grabbed a handgun from his waistband and threatened the deputy. The deputy was forced to shoot and kill the man.
It is sad how awful people can be to each other on one of the holiest days in the Christian religion and during the holy season of many other religions. I guess it is job security. Truth be known, I wish things were so peaceful that they would send us all home for the day.