Tuesday, September 21, 2010

tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap taptaptaptapta--


"So, on a scale of 1 to 10, how annoying was that?"

Male dispatchers seem to need constant attention and something to fidget with. If he keeps it up for the 20 minutes remaining on this shift, I'm going to shove those scissors up his ass.

Sunday, September 19, 2010


I don't wear makeup to work.
It doesn't change the sweetness of my voice,
and by 0500 I'm rubbing my eyes.

Monday, September 13, 2010

MDC Hangman

TO/14P08/  DRINK   7 LETTERS   SN-PPL-      [HANGM  ]   (NO W, R, Y, C, O )

It really helps to pass the time on a slow Sunday night.

Sunday, September 12, 2010


Found here

You Have Got to Be Kidding Me

Send out one Officer That's Not My Jurisdiction for a report of an overturned vehicle in front of the caller's address. He goes on scene and reports he's not able to locate the vehicle. I call the complainant back "Oh yes ma'am, it's on its roof right in the middle of the roadway in front of my house."

I key up and tell him the same.

His response?

"Did they say what kind of car it was?"

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Tired Dispatcher is Tired

I have a sleep rule:  Sleep during the day exactly like I do at night. This means no scheduling anything during the day, no answering the phone, no running errands in the morning on the way home. Come home. Eat. Sleep. My room is completely blacked out, cool, and I have an appropriate level of white noise. I sleep during the day like a champ, and I dare say better than I have ever slept at night. My day sleep is sacred.

Or, it was.

I've been getting up early on nightshift to go to the gym before work. I feel it is an appropriate encroachment into my sleep. Exercise is good for my stress level, and quite frankly there is no way I'm doing it after a 12 hour shift. As it turns out, the gym was the gateway drug into day sleep abusive behavior. The past few weeks I've been scheduling doctors appointments, grocery shopping, and even lunch with friends who all thought I was long dead during what should be sleeping hours.

The result of this is that I am one tired, cranky bitch. Snipping at my district like it's full of assholes, when it's full of the same needy but nice cops it has always been full of. I am not the dispatcher that can do the job well on no sleep and coffee. This past week taught me that.