Since I last posted portions of our local police log, not a whole lot of interesting things have happened. There have been calls about nude swimmers, public urinating, and various people passed out/sleeping in public places. Last week there was a call about 'roofers removing the wrong roof.' This was followed--a couple of hours later--by a call about 'roofing contractors being harassed by neighbor.' I REALLY want to know the backstory to THAT one! Yesterday, I finally found something to post, and here is the police log:
11:25 PM: complaint of people playing banjo
(The complainers must have seen 'Deliverance' once too many times--and were really freaked out by the banjo player!)
2:12 AM: small shrub placed on top of vehicle
(HUH??????)
5:24 PM: mailbox found at wrong address
(Again: HUH??????)
I wonder just HOW much fun the dispatchers have with these calls? Makes the job interesting, for sure.
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At least those all sound rather mild... no bullets flying or such things.
ReplyDeleteMakes you wonder what motivates people.
ReplyDeleteWhoa!! The banjo???? LMAO!!!
ReplyDeleteI think I'd complain too!
sue: Believe me, if the bullets start flying, I will BE OUT OF HERE!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteleazwell: I really believe some people have so little in their lives that they HAVE to find something to cause some excitement--hence the 'shrub on vehicle!' :)
burg: I agree it could probably be annoying...especially if it lasted too long.
I'm STILL wondering how the mailbox got to the wrong address--did it walk? forget where its home was? drink too much and staggered into the neighbor's yard? :)