Sometimes there are things just so unbelievable that you can't imaging they'd be real but also can't imagine who could make it up!
*A man robs a store and takes off in his "get-away car"...that happens to have HIS 8 month old child in the backseat. Seriously? Good thing you risked your childs life for that pack of beer and cigarettes! (or whatever he stole...)
*A lady calls 911 and asks us to arrest her because she doesn't have any food in her dorm and doesn't want to go grocery shopping. So if she could just go to jail she could eat without having to go all the way to the store. Seriously? You would go to jail rather than drive a few blocks up the road to the grocery store? She has the money...just no desire to shop apparently.
*A guy (probably a student) calls me on a line that does not have caller-ID. He tells me (screams at me) that he needs an officer. I ask him where and he says "You eff'ing know where! Just send them!" and hangs up. A few minutes later I get a call from a guy saying there is a guy (presumably the first guy) standing in a hallway (he tells us which one) screaming. Officers go down and don't find anyone except the 2nd caller who was the complainant. After questioning him for a few minutes he tells the officers that he made both phone calls. He wanted to see how we would handle a difficult caller on the phone versus a non-difficult complaint caller. It was experiment he wanted to do...just for fun. Seriously? This guy (#1 and #2) needs to get a life!
*A kid takes off running from officers. When they finally catch up to him and tackle him to the ground (they ALWAYS catch up) they ask him why he ran. He said he always wanted to know if he could outrun an officer and now seemed like the perfect time to find out. Guess he learned that he needs a little more practice on the track. Seriously? Why does it matter if you can outrun an officer? Do you want to see if you can outspray a firefighter? Is it a fascination or a disease?
*A guy calls me on the non-emergency line and is very upset. He won't tell me who he is or what he wants other than he wants to know where his kid is. He decides I'm keeping the information from him because I'm a girl. He then feels the need to ask me 3 times during the converstation if I am a girl. Way to clarify man....I'd hate for you to have to be mean to me for no reason! He then tells me he hates living in "Screw-tah Utah". He said "That's right...I said screw. I know that's a big bad word around this place!" He then told me he was so flipping mad and said "That's right...screw and flip...what ya going to do know, huh girl?" Seriously? Way to offend me man...you said Screw-tah instead of Utah...what am I going to do now? I've lost all my faith!
At least I can't complain about getting bored at work. No 2 days will EVER be the same. It's keeps things exciting...or something like that! :)