For a cop working in a busy, crime ridden, god forgotten, old mill city  its an even better thing, it means I wasn’t dispatched to any calls for the entire 8hr shift. I backed up a few other cops on their calls, and moved a few double parkers along, but dispach never called my car number today.

It was awesome, no paperwork, no being stuck at any particular scene. Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you.

Today I got me a bear skin rug AND a trophy head…

It would have been a perfect game (no calls AND no errands or administrative assists), but I was tasked by the sergeant at roll call to go up to the hospital and relieve the previous prisoner watch officer for an hour till the prisoner was medically cleared for court. But no dispatcher ever called my car number so on a technicality I got a no hitter.  I am still looking to have the elusive perfect game…..

For me working the odd shifts (mids and early nights) I found it easier to grab takeout and blow off workouts. The odd hours are a built in excuse (I’m tired… I got court…Road Job…chores to do, and the list goes on) Thankfully I have some great friends who are very supportive and massive weight loss (I know I wont get back to academy type shape, but I need to lose the midnight saddle bags) while very important comes in a distant second to actually feeling better physically and mentally. There are still work related stresses around here that go beyond the normal “badge stress” but that’s another post for another day.

Why didn’t I come to days years ago!!!!!

Sometimes the job is that easy. Not usually.

File under “Smoke gets in your eyes”

I received this note awhile back. And I cant thank Jeanette enough for getting the Enforcer back up to fighting form.

I seriously thought I was through blogging. Work had become tedious and so un-fun, my wife suffered a heart attack (brought on by diabetes) so if you are diabetic the Enforcer urges you to get yourself checked and get it under control. Because, being the helpless spouse of someone going through that is very un-fun. The EnforcerSpouse is back up to snuff and driving the Enforcer crazy, and that’s as it should be.

As I told Jeanette, I like to write my blog in a sarcastically funny way. The economic downturn, several seriously depressing calls that I worked, along with just plain old fashioned writers block burnout led me to take my leave of the blogosphere. Jeanettes note, along with the book I am reading now Blue Blood (I don’t have the authors name right now, but I will get it and give this man his due) brought me back to life. (This blog is my audition for a book eventually) and yes I know that the day to day issues of a cop will be a hard write, you gotta dream big right? So if you are a book person or know a book person, send them along to me to show me how to turn a blog into a book, if it goes somewhere I’ll buy you a steak dinner and autograph the first copy to you when I get published. 

Ok so that’s my excuse for such a long absence, I hope there are still some readers out there that remember me, I’m not gonna be the bionic blogger anymore, I will be blogging when I get something good, But I am back.

So without further ado, here is the email that brought me back here to Y’all, Thanks again Jeanette!!!!!!!

Hi Frankie,

I’m sorry to hear that. I’ve noticed that a lot of police blogs have come and gone. I might write up a blog post about it, actually. Would you mind if I took a quote from you from your reply as to why you took a break from blogging? I completely understand not wanting to blog when it’s no longer fun. With that said, you are more than welcome to contribute to the Tactical Pants Blog anytime. J I hope to see you back to blogging, and I’m glad to hear you are working your way back.

Best,
Jeanette

I am The Enforcer and the web is gonna get fun again damnit!!!!!!!!!

I got a new temporary assignment the last couple of nights. Plain clothes surveillance, it has been awesome!!!

A breath of fresh air if you will, Patrol is great but it does get monotonous, after 10 years, going in, doing the same ole same ole. (Don’t get me wrong, you never stop learning at this job and most days you see something new)

But the plain clothes gig is something fresh, new and exciting.  I had a blast grubbing out (sweatshirts and jeans) and I have been told by more than one coworker that if they saw me walking down the street that they’d definitely stop and field interview me, or my personal favorite one cop gave me directions to the soup kitchen.

It’s been so fun rolling up without all the bells, whistles, sirens and lights that comes with being in a patrol car. We made a handfull of arrests and got some great intell.

The guy I am working with is really cool, we are polar opposites in our approach, but we think alike on the major stuff and I think we complimented each other well.

Theres nothing like cruising around listening to Christmas music (he drives so he gets to jockey the radio and it is actually quite soothing music) and fighting crime.

I really have to say as a cop this disgusts me. Peabody Ma. is an above average income town in Massachusetts, I on the other hand work in a poor economically challenged city in Massachusetts. We have been working without a contract going on 3 years now. These officers are getting an above average pay raise that we can only salivate over. They also already have evacuation day and victory over Japan as paid holidays. I am all for police getting paid a decent wage for the work we do. But in an era where it is political sport to villify police officers and departments, this action was just stupid.

Hell, NYFD hasn’t asked for such a contract perk (and if they had I for one wouldn’t have a problem with it) They lost so much that day. NYPD and Port Authority Haven’t requested this consideration either and they lost brother and sister officers that terrible day.

As an American I am outraged that this podunk little police department in Massachusetts has the balls to ask for and the town fathers lacked the balls to slap them down for such an outrageous contract demand.

As a Massachusetts cop, who isn’t making anything close to the money the Peabody PD is making, all the while dealing with crimes far greater than they could ever fathom AND dealing with the aftermath of their stupidity, in the court of public opinion, because the public doesn’t distinguish one department from another, they just hear horror stories like these, see the badge and jump to the conclusion that they (us cops) are all alike, I am  livid. 

So in conclusion, thank you to the rich pampered selfish Peabody Police Department.

(I’m guessing this post will hinder me from getting a peabody PD patch for my collection, I’m not sweating it though)

I get on scene with the ambulance and we find the victim, she and her friend were walking his pit bull and at some point the dog got agitated for some reason or another and whammo, the dog snaps and bites her twice. Once in the arm and once in the groin. They weren’t terribly vicious bites but there was discoloration and obvious injury. I handled the call and called in for a return to the station to write an incident report. It was granted and I returned.

Upon my return the calltaker comes over and quietly asks me where the victim had been bitten. Me, knowing all the right and wrong things to say in mixed company says “she got bitten in the arm and the cookie” The calltaker tells me I cleaned up the description from what she got from the 911 caller.

The 911 call went something like this:

Calltaker: 911 what is your emergency

Caller: Yeah, could you send someone, my sister just got bit by a dog and we dont know if it’s infected or not

Calltaker: Ok, we are sending assistance, where was your sister bitten?

Caller: right on the side of her Pu…..ssy

Calltaker: (long, long pause) Ahhhh, WHERE??????

Caller: You know, her pussy, right here (as if the calltaker could actually see her pointing to her goods)

CallTaker: Ok Ambulance and Police are enroute.

Yeah, you would have thought that the calltaker would have given me a heads up like call into dispatch for details or something but no. She figgured it would be funnier to send me in cold and let me fend for myself. I learned two very important lessons though

• Life on the job is never boring
• Calltakers can be so evil sometimes.

Its so freaking refreshing to see superstars who actually get it and these guys do. In a place and time in history where both sides of the political spectrum try to tear the other down and “superstars” who are so narcasisstic that they believe that just because they say something that we the unwashed masses should gobble it up like manna from heaven. Seeing someone that just lays the facts out there and lets the consumer make up their own mind is something to be applauded (and even brings the Enforcer out of BlogBlock)

THE DAY THAT NEVER COMES

I’m not saying Metallica hasn’t in the past been pollitical (Disposeable Heroes, even though it’s a great song does have a political bend to it) and least we forget their crusade against music downloads. But it seems to me that aside from being a great song that (without the video) is inspirational  (just listen to the words and the lyrics) but with the video is a tribute to every man and woman who wears a uniform and protects life and liberty. A subtle aknowledgement that someone understands and doesn’t believe the hype spewed forth from the Far Left that the military are all jolly green giant thugs with guns looking for personal payback.

On a personal note, thanks to all of you who contacted me and inquired about me while I was gone MIA. I still don’t know about constant posting like I had done before. I like to blog about the things at work that make me go hmmmm in a funny way and to put my sarcastic wit on the things that bug me. Somewhere I burned out a bit and nothing seemed blogworthy until I heard about this video and saw it for myself. Enjoy!!!

DUE TO BUDGET CUTS AND ELECTRICITY COSTS THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL HAS BEEN TURNED OFF. WE ARE SORRY FOR THE INCONVIENENCE……..

I did make my first arrest since being back. About 20 minutes into my shift, I was approaching a signal light and watched as my light went from red to green I then saw a Ford Explorer coming from the other direction do a 180 through the intersection right in front of me. I pulled the guy over and lo and behold he didn’t have a license.

It’s like shooting fish in a barrel sometimes around here .