by Joyce Tremel
When I tell people I work for a police department, their first reaction is usually, “That’s so cool!” I probably felt that way, too, for oh, about the first 30 days. After nine years, the novelty has worn off a bit.
A few years back, I figured out that I must be an adrenaline junkie. I love that heart pounding excitement when everything and everyone is falling apart. I do my best work in crisis mode. On 9/11 and the days that followed, I stayed perfectly calm. We locked down the station, and I fielded all the phone calls. When anthrax appeared in mail across the country, I handled numerous calls about suspicious packages. When the remnants of Ivan hit the area, I stayed at work that night taking call after call about the flooding. All this is far from the day to day activities in a suburban police department.
For your amusement (I hope), I’ll run through what a typical week is like for me.
Mondays are my busiest day. There’s no secretary on the weekends, so on Monday the Chief’s secretary and I split the police reports. She takes Friday and I take Saturday. Whoever finishes their day first gets Sunday. In addition to reports, I have the phone to deal with. If there was a accident over the weekend, I get phone calls from drivers or insurance companies asking for the report. I’ve told the guys time and time again, to NOT tell people to call on Monday morning, especially when the guys haven’t even done the accident report yet! Usually by lunch time, I’m ready to kill someone. Our police calls were down the weekend. Friday we had 19. Saturday there were 20 calls. 26 on Sunday.
On Tuesday, I enter Monday’s reports. The weirdest of the 22 calls was a man “attacked” by a deer. He went out to his mailbox carrying his young daughter. There was a buck standing in the street. When the man and his daughter waved at the buck, he chased them into the house, then stood in the man’s yard for awhile. One of the phone calls I took was from a woman who received a junk vehicle warning. Her car had an expired inspection and was parked on the street. A big no-no in Shaler. She wanted to know if she could park it in her yard instead! I had to tell her that, no, that would also be a violation. She wasn’t happy.
On Wednesday, I had 27 reports from Tuesday. On the 4-12 shift they had 5 domestics. Must be near a full moon. I also entered traffic citations. The township employees started the “10,000 Step Challenge” last week. We have 6 teams of 10 people each. Everyone got pedometers and every Wednesday we report the number of steps to our team leaders. I’m happy to say that the team I’m on is in first place.
On Thursday, I am off. Woo-hoo! The chief’s secretary takes my place for the day.
Fridays are usually slow. I get caught up with anything that’s held over from earlier in the week. In addition to reports and phone calls, I usually process requests from insurance companies for accident reports.
So that’s my exciting week. Tell me what you did this week!