BY VIC KRETSINGER
All of us have stories about funny things that
happened to others and us at FPK.
We also have stories about some Goofs. i.e., Burris
Suttons short test count
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. All
good Deputies go to Heaven".
Followed by "Firestone 11 TEN-21 the
Admin. Sgt". Or the "RED WIG" caper.
Well one BUSY
evening dispatching I put out a call. "Firestone 15 handle
15A assist, 245 shots fired, 901s Schaefers.
At the "Diggidy Dog 1200 Imperial".
15 acked and went TEN-97 within one minute.
About thirty seconds after going 97.
15 was back on the air. "15
what's the eta of my ambulance?"
Well we've all been there. Crews ask a question that if they thought a few
seconds wouldn't have asked the question in the first place. Remember "situation awareness,"
and factoring in time. Plus dispatching over 100 calls during your 8 hours dispatching,
your kind of short fused.
So with baited breath I waited
for Station "B" (now called SRC) to call for an
ETA. When the phone rang I picked it up and spoke
freely to them,"
$^&(*((^%*&%$&%$#@%$ ", after
all Station "B" normally cleaned up our
act and kept us out of trouble.
Station "B" put out a DIRECT
quote. "15 your desk advises, put your fingers
in the
bullet holes, the ambulance will be there momentarily."
When I heard my quote, and
picked myself off the floor, I reached for the long
form memo. I knew my body was "going directly
to jail, not passing Go, and not collecting
$200.00," and waiting for the DREADED
call "Kretsinger report to the Watch Commanders
Office."
GOD was on my side that night.
The hammer never fell. NO-ONE
ever talked to me about
this little goof.
Talk about skating.