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So i just finished yet another exciting week of work. I got moved out of the high drug area and into a more call drivin area- and it totally blows. I dont even feel like a cop anymore. I havent arrested anyone in a month. This makes me sad. so all i really did was about 13 case reports and a couple baker acts. All the crazy people decided to all get drunk and quit takin there meds.

my most interesting call was in a trailer park with a crazy dude. So i pull up and theres this guy kneeling on a moving blanket that he himself supplied with his forehead on the ground and his hands behind his back. HIs shoes were neatly placed on the concrete next to him. In the very front of him, about a foot and a half from where his head was touching the ground was a large red plastic M&M candy dispencer, that he appeared to be praying to. The people that called were locked inside there house behind a glass door and had no clue what to do. so i approach this guy and snap him out of this trance he's in and ask him whats up. he tells me that god has sent her here to pray for these people b/c they are living in sin, and that two of them have to leave. He rambled on for about ten minutes saying how god told him this and that, and how god had sent me becasue he had a mesasge for me too. When I asked him what that message was he told me " god knows you". So here I have a fifty year old looney toon worshiping a plastic M&M at 1030 on a sunday morning in a trailer park .

so he went to COC, our local mental treatment center on a Baker Act. man i hope i didnt piss off god.

I got a bunch of pictures from our trip to bike week, ill have then up shortly.
Laters!!