Posted: 6/19/2004 9:26:51 AM EDT
Just finished booking a drunk driver, and all I have to say is:  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG FUCKHATS>>>>>  Thanks for hearing me out. |
I just Book'em don't get to chase them or respond to there fuck-ups. And for as long as I have dealt with these dolts I can not for the life of me understand there mentality. The pole smokers just do not get it even after they have sobered up enough to be booked, because they where to drunk at the time of arrest after they just killed some one.  And above all I hate the smell.   To day was just a bad day so I will cry & whine like a little bitch. 
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Nothing like having one puking in the back of your unit!hock.gif Aah, what a wonderful smell |
If it weren't for the bluehairs, I'd cut my accident reports in half!!! There comes a time when a family member needs to step up to the plate and take the keys from grandpa. When grandpa runs over your flare pattern and rear ends the fire rig 25 yards away, it's time to give up the license. As for the DD's... they get no love. I live to roll up the asshat that is too damn lazy or cheap to get a ride home or plan ahead when they drink. |
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Ahhh...last shift, at 0400 (while I was 5 EMS reports down, back at the station) we had one such assmonkey crash his work van into a tree on the corner of a wooded lot in a residential neigborhood, setting the woods/van ablaze. I was on rescue (ambulance) that night, so I responded in "Little Red" behind the rest of my crew in the engine. The driver was on scene with P.D. but he was adamantly refusing that he had been driving the vehicle...so they could not place him behind the wheel. (33 year old dipshit I remember from highschool...privledged family, uppity, spoiled...now forced to work for a living) I put out the woods fire with the booster line, and let my EMT (who is a rookie) fight his first car fire with the rest of the crew. We get done with the flames, and then overhaul (I tore the shit out of what was left un-burnt of the van with a persuader bar)  It was a total loss, only the rear doors were left un-burnt.The whole time, the drunk was saying he wasnt driving the van. (he wasnt "falling down drunk"...but you could smell heavy vapor trails coming off him) So, I walk over one more time to confirm this guy "wasnt involved in the accident" before we head back to the station...this is the exchange that followed: me: (speaking to P.D.) Hey guys,...did he decide he was in the vehicle yet? P.D. Nope, says he parked it there, and someone set it on fire. (the front end was crushed against a pine tree, on the wrong side of a drainage ditch...with tire tracks and slide marks through the grass...AND, he does not live anywhere NEAR the scene.) me: (speaking to drunk) Were you driving that van? drunk: No! me: So, you arent hurt or anything then? drunk: No!...Im fine, I wasnt in the van! me: Do you wasnt us to check you out? drunk: Yes! me: Okay, if you are not hurt...and you werent in the van...what do you want checked out? drunk: I want you to check me out...because when somebody says they want checked out, you have to do it! me: What do you want me to check out, if you are not hurt?....are you sick? drunk: I want you to check me out...because when somebody says they want checked out, you have to do it! me: So, you just want to be checked out...Okay, come over to the rescue truck. Standing at the back door of the rescue truck me: Okay, hop up in there...watch your step. drunk: No me: Why not? drunk: What for? me: So I can check you out. drunk: Im okay. me: You just said you wanted to be checked out. drunk: Yea! because you have to, because I said! me: Then get in there... drunk: No! me: Do you want me to check you out, or not? drunk: YES! me: THEN GET IN THE TRUCK...NOW he gets in the truck and my partner starts taking vitals, while I start getting the drunks information. me: Whats your name? he tells me me: Where do you live? drunk: I already told the fucking cops all that shit. me: Yea, and now you are going to tell ME. he tells me drunk: Just make sure I aint having a fucking heart attack. me: Do you feel sick?...why do you think you could be having a heart attack? drunk: NO!...Im not SICK, but YOU HAVE to check me out, because I SAID! Vitals, BGL, ECG, SaO2, are all normal, and no outward signs of injuries are noted me: Everything that we can check in the field in okay...Do you want to go to the hospital? drunk: FUCK NO! me: Good, sign here...this is a release that states you do not want to go to the hospital. drunk: FUCK NO!...I aint signing SHIT...I aint going to fucking jail. me: This doesnt have anything to do with jail, it says you dont want to go to the hospital...read it. drunk: I aint signing SHIT! me: Fine, get the hell out of my truck...I think those officers want to talk to you some more. drunk: (now, suddenly saddened) Man...all my tools and stuff were in that van. me: [Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force] Yea...thats a shame...have a nice day.[/Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force] Unfortunately...P.D. was never able to arrest him, because nobody could place him behind the wheel. But, he DID loose his work van, and all of his tools, ladders, ect. to the fire he started. |
 I get one of those every now and then. Funny as hell how some one can be such a socialy fucktarded boob. On a side note. Our cells where painted a while ago. Any wa, we did not realise that the paint wasn't completely dry (oopsy). So we put a DD in the cell and he stretched out on the painted metal bunk and went right to  . About 20-30 min later he wakes up screaming bloody murder for help (still drunk off hos ass). So when my Sgt. and I get to the cell to check on him he starts complaining that he can not move and needs to go to the hospital. Well our bung holes puckered real tight for a moment then we noticed that he was glued to the bunk by the drying paint. And since he was so drunk he did not have the cordination or strength to get. Pissed my pants laughing |
In my hood they get booked just like every one else. Plus the rest of the department will find out he or she got arrested for DUI before the defendent even knows what is going on. Nothing flys faster than a rumer that one of your own getting arrested. |
What do you think would happen to a CCW holder that was carrying while drunk? This is what should happen to drivers that were caught drunk. Either that, or the penalty for getting caught drunk while carrying needs to be lightened. |
