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Thursday, May 24, 2012

Do your job

Posted on Thu, May 24, 2012 at 12:07 PM

Me and some friends were at a popular downtown club. Two bouncers decided to rough up my 130 pound friend for wearing a hood. This bitch is not really directed towards the bouncers, their behaviour is to be expected seeing as they are dickless little cowards who think they're tough because they can toss around drunk people half their size. This bitch is directed to two people.

First, to the lady cop who tackled my friend and broke his foot. WTF were you thinking? OK, fine, I get it, you have a job to do and difficult split-second decisions to make and you aren't perfect, however as I was leaving the bouncer looked right in my eyes and said he was going to "fucking kill me." As you should know, uttering death threats is a serious offense. I came and told you that I had just had my life threatened, you told me to deal with it tomorrow when I was sober. I told you that I was 100 percent sober which was the truth, I offered to take a breathalyzer. Then you told me to deal with it tomorrow when I had calmed down. I would have more respect for you if you had at least had the guts to tell me the obvious truth, which is that you don't give a rat's ass if a bouncer breaks the law. I would bet that if I had threatened the bouncer I'd have been charged. Do you think I'm not aware that the next day it would all have been hearsay? How about doing your job? You then brushed me off and said "I'm dealing with this right now," referring to my friend who you had injured. What exactly are you dealing with?! You're a cop! Not a paramedic, what the bloody hell were you "dealing with" exactly? Getting the description of the person who broke my friend's foot? Here's a hint, IT WAS YOU!

The other person I want to send a big middle finger to is the guy at the ER. So sorry for inconveniencing you. It seemed to me like you really thought our needing your help was ruining your night. My friend was in a crazy amount of pain, his foot was broken in three places, and you kept yelling at him to calm down and that there was no need to shout. The taxpayers pay you good money to deal with people who are in need of emergency services, if my friend wants to raise his voice because he's in pain he has every right to, and it's your job to deal with him as politely and efficiently as possible.

I hope everyone who has ever asked me "why didn't you tell the police?" will read this and understand a bit better that the police plain don't give a fuck, and going to them when you need something is a waste of time. They never take you seriously. —I Want My Tax Dollars Back

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