Jake’s Life

Well the move didn’t go quite as planned, but it still went. A buddy helped me out with most of the furniture on Friday night, then I went back a few more times for smaller stuff. I finally got to bed around 5am after unpacking, then at 8am the next day I went back at it. I made a few trips to the old house, got my old car towed away, and finished clearing what was mine out of there. On the way back to the new place I looked around and saw that it was Saturday night, everyone was heading out, and all that was on my mind was getting the eff home, unloading, showering, and going to bed. I finally crawled into bed around 9pm, and now that I’ve had a chance to slow down, I really miss Sandro. He’s been in Cancun since the 22nd and with all of the packing, moving, and unpacking I really hadn’t had a big chance to stop and miss him.

Just as a side note, it’s amazing how much storage room my car has when you fold the back seats down.

At around 3am my roommate Danielle comes in the room and wakes me up, evidently because a group of people are fighting outside. About five people are yelling and pushing about fifteen feet away from our window in the parking lot. I’m no Superman at this hour, so I call the lovely agency that enforces this area:

Me: “I need to know if you’ve received calls about a fight in the parking lot of [address], [apartment name].”

Dispatcher: “Stand by…no we have not.”

Me: “Near building D-David in the Northwest area of the property, five that I can see, three male, two female, two vehicles, one female is yelling to ‘get off her,’ and one male is hitting another male. No visible weapons or injuries, a big yes on HBD, been going on for about five minutes.”

Dispatcher: “Where on the property are they?”

Me: “Northwest area near building D-David, two vehicles parked out front.”

Dispatcher: “And how many of them are there?”

Me through gritting teeth: “Five that I can see, three males, two females.”

(one of the cars leave)

Me: “One of the cars have left and it’s quieted down now, but a few more are still near the other car. Could I get your guys to do a quick area check?”

Dispatcher: “If they’ve left what exactly would you like them to check for?”

[pause]

Me:”What?”

Dispatcher:”What do you want us to check for?”

Me: “Anything related to the fight I just reported? A stab victim on the grass? People on foot? I thought an area check was to check an area to see what you can find since you never 100% know what is going on. If you’d like I can do it myself and call you back.”

Dispatcher: “I have two deputies enroute.” [click]

I have to say, through personal experience, I have never been impressed with my interactions with this agency. I know, I know, each agency has their weak links, and generally a department is a group of pretty cool and professional folks with a few asses mixed in here and there. Out of the twenty-odd members of this agency I have met, only three have been even professional to me, and only one of those two courteous.