We don't pay for coffee, remember?:decision:
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You ain't lying. As soon as I get out on the road got one at 65 in a 45. My first ticket to write on my own. I didn't screw anything up. But I was nervous as all get out. I had just got off of night shift and it was my last shift with my FTO. I started on day shift on my own. That was kind of weird.
Then my first call. It was a business alarm. I handled it perfectly.:D
Listen and look for turds, then learn the hangouts...
Getting past the Field Training stage without strangling my FTO or vice versa.
Ok, assuming I'm past that, my first order of business would be to back up as many officers as I could, to try to gain their trust and increase their willingness to back me up! At the little town I reserved in, a lot of emphasis is placed on backing up the Deputies and DPS, even if it was technically out of our jurisdiction. In turn, some of them would always show up if we had something major going on. That was pretty important, since we only had one unit on duty at any specific time.
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Though a good number of years has now gone by I do remember my very first week on the road, all alone! Having retired from the Marine Corps after 20 years you would have thought this would be easy as pie, WRONG! I was so nervous thinking I was going to screw something up, I did. During the first week I was running traffic in Harrison, Maine when I flipped on a speeding vehicle. When backing I did not see the VERY large boulder beside the road, yup I hit it with the rear right quarter of my newly issued cruiser! To hell with the speeder how in God's name am I going to explain this? Being on probation for six months I figured I would be hunting for another job soon. The entire day I was able to dodge Sergeant Goddard, when he would call to meet up for a coffee I would tell him I was 10-6 (busy). Didn't run any more traffic that day as all I could think about was the damage I had caused. Finally an idea came to light!:doh:
Knowing the owner of a local body shop I telephoned and was able to get the unit in directly after my shift at 1700. Thank God our cruisers are issued to each officer! The men at the body shop worked on my car from 1701 hours through out the night. Cruiser was finished at about 0600. Looked better then the day it rolled of the line! About $1,500.00 later I was on the road again and finally able to meet up with the Sergeant! I was lucky none of the decals were damaged!
Later on, as officers are like old women, the word got back to the Sergeant who confronted me with the issue. Quickly I told him why I handled the problem my self. He told me shit happens and that is why we are insured and not to ever pay out of my pocket again, he even paid for my coffee that day! So, for the first four weeks or about I worked for nothing!
Larry
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well i think it would depend on where i was working. if its the department im looking into (my town) i would hide out where everyone speeds. (everyone has roads on their daily commute where you know for a fact cops never radar there so you can go a little faster).
true story: was talking to a buddy of mine who was talking about a possible speed trap next week. i told him they should do it at a certain place for this reason. mainly where kids go hangout and "race". the sarg thanked me the info the next day, he thinks that was the most tickets he has ever written, even got a few arrest out of it.
come to think of it though. the 1st call i would get. no matter how minor it was. i would most likely hall ass with lights and sirens goin like it was ww3
Try not to catch rookie disease...?
Then go on a dope hunt (freakin' drug nazi over here). Or at least that's what I'm always looking for on my ride alongs lol.
LOL! One of the truest answers I have seen. I remember feeling the same way. My first shift didn't include any type of field training, seriously! The Chief assumed that the academy taught us everything. He handed me the keys to a patrol car and told me to call him if I needed help. I look back now and I am amazed that I survived...barely 100 lbs. and just turned 21 yrs old. Wow.