Shift start. 2pm.
Walk floors.
Scratch that.
"Dispatch! This is badge 36, I have a 10-58, 3rd floor Umain Building."
"Badge 36. Why are you yelling?"
"In pursuit." heavy breathing. "Drunk and Disorderly!"
"Badge 36-" laughter in background "Keep it down, repeat 10 code."
"Fu-" radio cuts out.
Butter scoops up my radio from where I lost it jumping discarded books, an overturned book cart. A pretty co-ed in tight pink sweater. Those breasts pressing tight up against them.
"Brainy!" I run smack into Frank the librarian and we go down in a heap.
Butter runs by.
"Daymn!" he drawls at the two of us.
"Sorry Frank." I say as I get up and take one more look at the laughing Co-ed who then flips me off.
No love for smurfs.
I pivot and take up pursuit.
I catch up to Butter at the rear stairs behind the 1034 stacks.
"He went up." Butter says, then hand me the lost radio which is squawking.
"Would you?" I say half collapsing against a wall. I used to think I was up for this kind of abuse.
"No Prob. Dispatch this is Badge 39. We are in pursuit of a-"
"10-58"
"10-58- can we get some backup?"
"Badge 39, where is badge 36?"
"He's with me."
"Okay, take a 10-22 (muffled can I say that?)'
New Dispatchers.
The problem with 10 codes is that most of us waste more time looking them up then doing our jobs. new dispatchers are the worst.
"Sit tight girls, the cavalry is coming."
and that would be the cop we affectionately call Bill the troll.
He's one of those cops who refers to us smurfs as "Walking Targets" and thinks he's the best cop that ever lived. Which he is not, he's just another University cop who takes himself way to seriously.
"10-4." Butter responds.
"Are we actually going to wait?"
"Fuck no." Butter laughs. "This guy is not getting away this time."
"I will take the next floor."
"And I will check the Penthouse."
The Penthouse is where the Ogre and his staff reside- safely behind lockable doors that are almost always locked, but there are several grad and staff library stacks there adjacent to the offices.
"up we go!
Walk floors.
Scratch that.
"Dispatch! This is badge 36, I have a 10-58, 3rd floor Umain Building."
"Badge 36. Why are you yelling?"
"In pursuit." heavy breathing. "Drunk and Disorderly!"
"Badge 36-" laughter in background "Keep it down, repeat 10 code."
"Fu-" radio cuts out.
Butter scoops up my radio from where I lost it jumping discarded books, an overturned book cart. A pretty co-ed in tight pink sweater. Those breasts pressing tight up against them.
"Brainy!" I run smack into Frank the librarian and we go down in a heap.
Butter runs by.
"Daymn!" he drawls at the two of us.
"Sorry Frank." I say as I get up and take one more look at the laughing Co-ed who then flips me off.
No love for smurfs.
I pivot and take up pursuit.
I catch up to Butter at the rear stairs behind the 1034 stacks.
"He went up." Butter says, then hand me the lost radio which is squawking.
"Would you?" I say half collapsing against a wall. I used to think I was up for this kind of abuse.
"No Prob. Dispatch this is Badge 39. We are in pursuit of a-"
"10-58"
"10-58- can we get some backup?"
"Badge 39, where is badge 36?"
"He's with me."
"Okay, take a 10-22 (muffled can I say that?)'
New Dispatchers.
The problem with 10 codes is that most of us waste more time looking them up then doing our jobs. new dispatchers are the worst.
"Sit tight girls, the cavalry is coming."
and that would be the cop we affectionately call Bill the troll.
He's one of those cops who refers to us smurfs as "Walking Targets" and thinks he's the best cop that ever lived. Which he is not, he's just another University cop who takes himself way to seriously.
"10-4." Butter responds.
"Are we actually going to wait?"
"Fuck no." Butter laughs. "This guy is not getting away this time."
"I will take the next floor."
"And I will check the Penthouse."
The Penthouse is where the Ogre and his staff reside- safely behind lockable doors that are almost always locked, but there are several grad and staff library stacks there adjacent to the offices.
"up we go!
