Just me sharing the daily grind of Corrections, EMS and fire. Usually with a sarcastic twist; and always with the names and details changed to protect the "innocent" and others.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I work the intake area at the county jail for a fairly large sheriff's office in the Midwest. Since I work thirds I get to meet all kinds of new and interesting people. Some of them are jerks, some of them are sweetharts and some of them are prisoners. One of my many co-workers at said intake area said this to me the other day: "Hey, your job is to yell stop resisting and type the use of force report." Oooooooooooooooook. So I was insulted, I thought he meant since I was a girl I was useless. He enlightened me: "You're the newest to this assignment, somebody else's name has to go on the use of force reports. The Major is starting to wonder about the rest of us . . ." Now this does not mean we use excessive force. It means our administration has gone crazy over thoughts of lawsuits and now I have to write a damn use of force report for every use of the restraint chair, every arm bar and every dirty look. Ok, that's excessive. Maybe not EVERY arm bar.
I am a corrections officer working for a fairly large county sheriff's office. I am a certified police officer waiting for the next promotional exam for patrol.I also work part-time as a firefighter EMT. This is just my way of venting and sharing the comedy and tragedy of public safety.