Today was total boredom. Three hours spent at district court sitting there watching and waiting. Why do I have to be the one to arrest the tweaker who's not going to plead?? Everyone else who was there on a tweaker got to leave early. Not me. She wants to take it to trial. I had to wait two hours and forty five minutes so I could give five minutes of testimony. The girl's backpack had meth, syringes, a spoon with residue, and other assorted paraphernalia. She said the bag was hers..... She's guilty, why can't she just say so in court??
When I finally cleared court I arrived back in my area where NOTHING was happening. I took two calls all night. Both were agency assists, and no big deal. I thought I'd get something out of my heroin house. Nope, no activity. I decided to try the local potheads' place. No luck. Parked down the street from my meth head with warrants house. She wouldn't come outside to play. I couldn't find anything.
Ok, enough of that frustration. On a brighter note I've gone a week and a half and not had to take a traffic accident!! You can't beat that!