Friday, October 21, 2005
I just moved the entire biography section over one shelf. Why? I'm not really sure. Cause i was asked to i guess. It was really boring. Now I am done. I have like 2 and one half hours of work left and no idea what I'm gonna do with it. Prolly shelf a little bit. I mean we are super DUPER caught up so any shelving is really just to appear to be doing something as opposed to doing something that matters.
Uhm, what else? That's about it for today so far. Oh, the other day this old ass lady, like 75 asked one of the circ techs if he could help her find the number for social services. So what does this doofus do? He calls the cops. The cops arrive like, 20 minutes later and tell the old biddy that she has to come along with them. Turns out that when he called them that makes it and automatic incarcaration kind of deal. Like where they hold her for a period of time to determine if she is a danger to herself or to anyone else.
She of course didn't want to go and started arguing with them. Nothing profane or out of line mostly along the lines of her not wanting to go along with them. She doesn't want to go to the crazy hospital. She prolly just wanted to talk to someone.
Over like 15 minutes the situation escalates to where she is really yelling up a storm at was has become a group of 4 coppers and two ambulance dudes with a stretcher. It was a total clusterfuck. Anyhow she doesn't wanna go and they need her to so one of the cops yokes her up into a wrist twisting akido like armlock. She started screaming in pain and he responded by twisting a little harder in an attempt to get her out the door.
During the course of all this she looked me dead in the eye and hollered HELP ME! Dude, i was really upset by that. I had no clue what to do. I knew what I should do and that's to tell the fuzz to lay of this grandmarms wrist but I chickened out and didn't say shit. I'm kind of ashamed of myself. I mean, what could I do? Not much outside of observe and report it here but it really sucks eggs that we have it ingrained in us to fear cops and to keep our mouths shut while they do whatever the fuck they want. Most people were pretending that none of this was going on so i, through my good vantage point may have been the only dude to see the wrist lock. I wish i hadn't.
i don't get it. i mean, if all she did is ask for help looking for a phone number why in the hell did your coworker call the police on her? is there more to the story, like maybe she threatened suicide or something?
wackie.
don't feel too bad about not stepping in for grannie. there's nothing you could have done, except get peppersprayed in the eyes and get a ride to jail...
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Uhm, what else? That's about it for today so far. Oh, the other day this old ass lady, like 75 asked one of the circ techs if he could help her find the number for social services. So what does this doofus do? He calls the cops. The cops arrive like, 20 minutes later and tell the old biddy that she has to come along with them. Turns out that when he called them that makes it and automatic incarcaration kind of deal. Like where they hold her for a period of time to determine if she is a danger to herself or to anyone else.
She of course didn't want to go and started arguing with them. Nothing profane or out of line mostly along the lines of her not wanting to go along with them. She doesn't want to go to the crazy hospital. She prolly just wanted to talk to someone.
Over like 15 minutes the situation escalates to where she is really yelling up a storm at was has become a group of 4 coppers and two ambulance dudes with a stretcher. It was a total clusterfuck. Anyhow she doesn't wanna go and they need her to so one of the cops yokes her up into a wrist twisting akido like armlock. She started screaming in pain and he responded by twisting a little harder in an attempt to get her out the door.
During the course of all this she looked me dead in the eye and hollered HELP ME! Dude, i was really upset by that. I had no clue what to do. I knew what I should do and that's to tell the fuzz to lay of this grandmarms wrist but I chickened out and didn't say shit. I'm kind of ashamed of myself. I mean, what could I do? Not much outside of observe and report it here but it really sucks eggs that we have it ingrained in us to fear cops and to keep our mouths shut while they do whatever the fuck they want. Most people were pretending that none of this was going on so i, through my good vantage point may have been the only dude to see the wrist lock. I wish i hadn't.
i don't get it. i mean, if all she did is ask for help looking for a phone number why in the hell did your coworker call the police on her? is there more to the story, like maybe she threatened suicide or something?
wackie.
don't feel too bad about not stepping in for grannie. there's nothing you could have done, except get peppersprayed in the eyes and get a ride to jail...
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