Yes of course she can, however we’re in a town centre so once she’s finished I will nick her for exposure and criminal damage.
I’m not overly keen on the helmets we have to wear when working nights in the town centre however I do not want it full of urine from a pregnant (or otherwise) female.
Every time I work the town centre I get asked this question but the niggling question always remains in my mind:
“WHY WHEN YOU ARE HEAVILY PREGNANT ARE YOU TWO SHEETS TO THE WIND IN THE TOWN CENTRE YOU IRRESPONBILE CRETIN”
I remember before I joined the job I watched every police program going
That changes…quickly. Probably about 15 minutes into my first such shift to be precise when a 45 year old ex squaddie decided to start fighting with me, my colleague and three bouncers whilst clearly under the influence of his little friend ‘cocaine’.
We won the fight but he got hurt, we got hurt, one of the bouncers got hurt and the police car we threw him in the back of got hurt after he got so worked up he lost control of his bowels.
See this is what annoys me about the town centre. People get drunk (me included when I’m there for pleasure and not work) but some will not listen to reason. We have Section 27 notices which direct individuals to leave a locality because we feel they will go on to cause or provoke alcohol fuelled violence or disorder. Note to the government and the judicial system, the only purpose they serve is that of filling up our cells. I have issued numerous such notices and I can count on one hand those who have taken heed of the warning and buggered off home.
We all get drunk, sometimes we get far too drunk, but can we stop using this as an excuse to act up! People need to start taking responsibility for themselves and if you can’t drink without getting involved in fights, don’t come out or drink water.(@dangermousette will tell you I still do) and I remember seeing the all action (heavily edited) ‘highlights’ of town centre public order shifts and I couldn’t wait to get involved in some of that.
"and the police car we threw him in the back of got hurt after he got so worked up he lost control of his bowels."
ReplyDeleteSorry, I lost control of myself there, and chortled heartily.