Part Three
Noisy neighbours/keeping score
Female idiot: I want my neighbour done.
P: What do you mean?
FI: He’s givin’ me abuse right, and I want him done!
P: What is he doing?
FI: He just swore at my kids cos they was in ‘is garden, and I want him done for it.
P: Why were your children in his garden?
FI: Cos they was, and he was shouting abuse through the window. Now are you gonna arrest him or what?
Before I started working for the police, I never realized that they could be used to get ‘revenge’ on your neighbours, or act as referees in your petty disputes.
The conversation might continue like this:
P: We can’t arrest someone just for swearing, especially if he was inside his own house.
FI: I don’t want my kids to hear that kind of fuckin’ language (seriously). I want him done.
P: This isn’t an emergency. I’ll ask a local area officer to drop in and speak to you during the week, but you can’t call 999 about someone swearing.
[What’s that? The police aren’t coming right this second? Better up the ante.]
FI: Now he’s at my front door kicking off.
P: What is he doing?
FI: He’s trying to kick the door down! [half hearted scream]
P: I can’t hear him.
FI: He’s kicking the door down! Are you just gonna wait til I’ve been murdered? [complete silence in the background]
Meanwhile, my colleague sitting next to me is speaking to the neighbour in question:
Male idiot: I need the police here right this second!
P: What’s happening?
MI: The woman next door is kickin’ off.
P: What is she doing?
MI: She’s swearing at me. And she sent me a threatening text message.
[The calltaker doesn’t sound impressed. Better up the ante on this side too.]
MI: And she’s abusin’ her kids too.
P: What is she doing to the kids?
MI: Just send the police round, I want her done.
Just think of all the fun you can have when you can call out the police for every minor irritation. There are several groups of people which call us out at least once a week for similar problems. They make out that they are victims of something terrible, but the real victims here are the other neighbours, the ones that aren’t involved and have to listen to their slanging matches and have the police on their doorstep every other day.
And it doesn’t stop with your neighbours either! Why not get the whole family involved?
Disclaimer- domestic violence is a terrible thing. It deserves to be taken seriously by the police and it is. We always take reports of domestic disputes seriously and make sure an officer attends to check on the welfare of everyone involved.
However: remember we talked about the magic word, ‘racist’? Well here comes another one boys and girls: ‘domestic’. All domestic incidents are given priority treatment. About one in every thirty times this is warranted and results in us really helping someone who is a victim of abuse. The other twenty-nine times go like this.
P: Police emergency
Divvy: I need you to remove someone from my house.
P: Who is it?
D: My ex partner. He’s kicking off. [Kicking off being a Manchester term for anything between a full blown riot and not letting your partner watch Pop Idol]
P: What is he doing?
D: He’s drunk and I want him to go.
P: [Checking computer systems] The police only just removed him from your house half an hour ago.
D: He’s back.
P: Did you let him back in?
D: Yes.
P: Why?
D: Just send the police. I need him removing.
And I do send the police, and they do remove him, and she does let him back in. And when she calls again an hour later we have to go out again because you just never know… the time we ignore her might just be the time he kills her (Yes, this really has happened).
Official guidelines state that a domestic is an altercation between two people who are immediate family members or are/have been intimate partners. Great! So we can have domestics with our kids too! That means the police will come round and we won’t have to take any parental responsibility at all!
Obnoxious Big Sister: You need to come and arrest my little sister.
P: Why, what has she done?
OBS: I need her to go to my Gran’s but she won’t. I need to go out, I can’t look after her, I’m meeting someone
P: What do you want us to do about that?
OBS: Come and pick her up.
P: We won’t arrest her for not wanting to go out.
OBS: [heavy sigh] Well, she’s smashing the house up then.
[After a little more discussion we find out she’s smashed a mug]
P: How old is she?
OBS: Twelve.
P: Where are your Mum and Dad?
OBS: Next door.
P: And can’t they come and deal with it?
OBS: Just come and get her. She needs to be arrested.
P: So you want to come and give your sister a criminal record at twelve years old because it’s easier than going to get your Mum and Dad?
OBS: I need to go out.
P: OK I’ll send someone. But you’re the witness so you’ll have to stay in for the evening so we can take statements, and if you’re looking after her you’ll have to come with her to the police station.
OBS: [slams down the phone]
Needless to say, the little girl wasn’t arrested, nor did big sister stay home.
This little gem belongs to a colleague of mine:
Mother: My son has just assaulted a guest.
P: How old is your son?
M: Six.
P: Six years old?
M: Yes.
P: Why did you call the police?
M: I want you to come and tell him off.
P: That’s not our job. This is a family discipline matter.
M: I want you to scare him.
P: We don’t scare children. You have to be a parent and deal with it.
He got a complaint against him for that. God forbid we tell parent’s to bring up their own kids. Another beautiful piece of parenting (which also resulted in a complaint) was the lady who decided to punish her daughter for running away from home by locking her out of the house. The 14 year old daughter called the police saying she had nowhere to go and a police officer phoned mum and told her to let her in. She said no, she wouldn’t let the child in until 10pm. Remember that time. 10pm.
Loon: How dare you put my daughter in danger?!
P: Excuse me?
L: One of your officers has told my daughter that she’s going to be taken into care and she’s waiting outside and won’t come in.
P: [Quickly reading everything that went along before] No one has told her that. And last time we spoke to you, you said you wouldn’t let her in.
L: I was taking back control. You can’t tell me how to raise my children. Now it’s your fault that she is outside on her own in the dark and won’t come inside.
P: How is it our fault?
L: Because you told her to do it! I said she could come in at ten o’clock! Now she’s outside and it’s dangerous for a girl her age to be outside at this time of night.
[Time of call: 2205hrs. Apparently 10pm is a fine time for a 14yr old to be outside alone. Five past 10? Inconceivable. We are wicked police officers indeed. Who is really the child here? Do you blame the girl for not wanting to come inside?]