And he thought he was a tough guy

About midnight one of the county guys came in with a guy for DWI. The guy had rolled his truck out in a county road and was pinned inside. He was not hurt, but the only way to find him was to have HIM call 911. That is right, he had to call the cops on himself!!

So he comes in and gets patted down. We put him in one of our holding cells, which has a TV and a bathroom in it. A short time after, we hear this loud bang come from the TV room. He must have been in the bathroom and punched the paper towel holder. Then he came out of the bathroom and proceeded to punch the TV. We then went in and removed him and put him in another holding cell. After we moved him, he decided to start punching the windows and then started to ram his head into the walls and door frames of the holding cell. So we had to put him in our restraint chair.

He did not like this. He fought, and we set him straight. At one point another deputy and I gently escorted this guy into a cement wall...........face first.

Well I have had lots of excitement the last couple of days at work and it reminds me why I like my job. Well I suppose I should start dinner and get things cleaned up before K and E come home.

Greg

Quick, I tink he pee'd on himself

At 3am this morning I was checking on the sleeping crooks, when I heard someone banging on their cell door. I was like "what the hell" and went over to check it out. When I got to the cell that the noise was coming from, I found a 400lb man on the floor with his wiener out. Yes, I said with his wiener out. This man is a severe diabetic and also has a slew of other health problems. Last week Monday he went to a prison in northern MN, and from what I understand they had not given him any of his meds (except for insulin) for an entire week. He came back to us yesterday for a court hearing today, and at 3am he decided to have a stroke while peeing.

I quickly called a medical emergency and people came a running. The Sgt got there and asked what happened and the first thing that came out of my mouth was "I think he pee'd on himself." Brilliant right? Well the Sgt says "What?" I then proceed to tell him that, according to this guys cell mate, he got up to take a pee and mid stream he fell over and couldn't get up. So the Sgt calls EMS and they come and load him on the ambulance. I ride up to the hospital with them and when we get there another deputy took over watching him. I finally got back to the jail around 4:30am and then spent the next hour writing my report.

The entire last hour and a half I was at work today, I got made fun of for telling the Sgt that the guy pee'd himself instead of what really happened. Just before we left, we found out the guy did have a stroke and that he would be staying in the hospital for at least 48 hrs.

Greg

P.S. The guy did pee himself, so my info to the Sgt was not all that inaccurate!! Poor EMT's who had to touch him.

Damn leaves.....Damn work

I was up this morning at 6:30 and went outside to start raking and sucking up leaves. I did this until 9am. It was no fun, except for when E would bang on the window and laugh at me. I was out there for 2 1/2 hours and only got about half the yard done. The FIL's leaf vac has a bag that attaches to it and it would filled up so fast that I could only go about 2 minutes at a time before the bag was full and needed to be emptied. LOADS of fun. I figure I will get up around noon on Wednesday and finish the rest of the yard while E is at daycare. Oh, and it was a gas vac that I was using. Gas vac = stinky all over when I was done.

Then there is work. I have to go. And miss bowling. Because they told me that we have no coverage until 9pm when I would normally come in on a Monday when I have to work. That is ok though, I guess, and there is only 1 more night that I will not be able to bowl before I go to days.

Must now get showered and start getting ready to go. I have to meet a guy from bowling to give him my check for tonight, and then make a stop at the Kwik Trip for some Dt. Pepsi.

Have a great night.

Greg

I'M JUST SAYIN'!!!

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Saturday, whiny Saturday

The child is whiny, the wife is dizzy and whiny, the cats are whiny (I really don't know about this one), and I have had about enough. I am trying to be sympathetic, but there is just so much annoying 18 month old whine that one can handle. I mean really. E is whiny when she wakes up from a night of sleep, she is whiny during everything she does while awake, she is whiny after she takes a 2 hour nap, then she is whiny ALL the time while she is awake. AAARRRGGGGGGGGG. Insert the kick in the balls I would rather be getting right now, here.

K wants a BK-Jr Whopper, which I have to drive to go get, with whiny E, so that she can be in the house by herself. I have no problem going to get the damn sandwich. I do have a problem with going crazy because of these two sicko women in my house.

K is going to be pissed when she reads this post.

I don't know that I care.

I do care, but she is so tired and food deprived that she would take this as an attack on her, which I am not trying to do. She needs sleep and food. These things = non-emotional wife.

Someone kill me now.

Greg

AHHH......Its nice to see you... FALL!

And no I do not mean fall as in fall, I mean fall as in the season fall. With that out of the way.

I stayed home last night after K's ordeal during the day. I decided that I should not let her stay home to take care of an 18 month old by herself, when the doc had told her to take it easy and rest. So I called in to work and talked to the Sgt that is always an ass when people call in. Last night he actually wasn't bad. Wahoo for me.

Today E went to daycare (because we already paid for it) so that K could again rest up to feel better. I got many things done outside. Then I went to pick up E around 4pm from daycare. She was a little grumpy when I got there, but they said she was great all day. All day, that is, until we got home. She has been a raging crab ass for the last half an hour. This is not the type of night we were hoping to spend with our little girl. Maybe some dinner will make things better.

Tomorrow if it is nice out, we will go outside and play a bunch. E loves being outside, and even learned how to say "outside" last time Grandma M was here.

I hear unhappy child noises, so I must now go help feed the monster.

Greg

Still sick....but not me.

I woke up this morning at 9:30am to some A**hole banging the front door. And the phone was ringing as well. I was mildly confused and a little upset, to be honest, that someone was pretty much kicking down my door. I thought it was the cops maybe trying to get in for some reason.

It was not.

It was my wonderful wife, who had come home from work because she almost passed out at work. She came in the front door, and proceeded to start crying saying something about not having a blood pressure when she went to the doctor. WHA?!?!?!?!? The doctor? I was not understanding and tried to ask questions, but was not understanding the answers. K told me to go to bed and she would explain when I got up.

I get up at 1:30 and K tells me that she almost passed out at work and then decided to go see a doc. She was told she has ROTO virus, which is a type of flu that is going around, and she is not to be drinking 7up or gatorade like she has been. She was told to stay home and eat nothing but toast, rice, applesauce, bananas, and water. Also she was told that it could last from 7 days to 2 weeks. Although, she should be able to go back to work next week.

Well isn't this something. Looks like it is going to be a long, boring weekend at home, taking care of E.

Greg