Raindogblue

Calluses and Cuts

 

It's not liquefying corpse of the elderly woman on the floor that bothers me, but carrying her dehydrated and starving cat to my car, so I can drive it to the Emergency Vet Hospital cuts a little too quick.

 

Three

 

The city is on its third traffic fatality of the year.  A transient was sleeping in a driveway near a garage. The home owner backed over the person as he pulled out of the garage in the night. 

 

 

Rumor Number Two

 

After the current contract is done, the the county and not the city will run Transit Police. 

 

 

 

North

 

North is also closing their Street Crimes Unit.

 

 

Rumor Number One

 

East is so short on officers they are considering mandating two hours of forced overtime for each shift creating four 12 hour days. 

 

 

 

Influenza A

 

My daughter brought the Influenza A bug home from a state competition and has successfully shared it with my wife and I. We are all out for the week.

 

 

Collapsing

 

Today, the commander shut down the Precinct's Street Crimes Unit due to staffing issues. 

 

 

 

A Birthday Card

 

From the AC to Midnight Man, 

MM- Happy Birthday! I would have sent you money, but that falls under the Services Branch. So you just get this card. And my Autograph.

-AC

 

 

 

Motel Beds are Cheaper Than Hospital Beds

 

“Hey RD. “

 

Hello Lily.

 

It’s 0030. I’m in my flat lot office.

 

“RD can you do me a favor? Can you give me a ride to the motel on Highway 30? The buses aren’t running and I can walk that far. “

 

It’s a four mile drive. I unlock the prisoner compartment. She jumps in.

 

Lily is too thin. Her eyes are sunken.

 

“Like my head? The hospital had to shave it ...bugs. “

 

Lice?

 

“Yup. Don’t know how I got them.“

 

Do you have them now?

 

“Not to my knowledge!”

 

Why were you in the hospital?

 

“I was bleeding I had all these little ulcers on my legs. “

 

Did you have abscesses?

 

“Nope. No infections. No staph. No Mersa.

 

I have my doubts.

 

As I drop her off, I ask, Lily, who is paying for the motel room?

 

“The state! They are paying $650 a week. It where I have been getting my wound care. “

 

As I leave, I say, Lily, you take care of yourself.

 

Grumpin'

 

Don't do that,

 I barked at a Lob's trainee.

He was opening a bindle of tar

 heroin with his bare hands.