Virgin....What's in a Title.

So I've been seeing this girl, I met her a few weeks ago at a party here in the Burg. As we talked and talked the more interested I became. We share a lot of the same interests and values. In my apparent inebriation I made the fatal mistake of attempting to, "Close the deal," in a very innocent way I asked her if she wanted to leave with me and she looked up at me and said, "Haha, you wish." Now in any other circumstance this would have been a deal breaker in the eyes of a girl that wasn't interested whatsoever. We sat and talked for a few more hours and the conversation turned from fun and flirty to something deeper. It, somehow at some point, came out that she was a virgin. And at first I thought that I was only ok with it because I was drunk and could somehow see past that because the head in my pants thinking for the one on my shoulders, as this is one of the only females that I have found genuinely attractive in a very long time. Not only physically but just the general demeanor of this girl struck me and I could tell something was different.


Now, Ive told my shift about her only because the simple thought of having someone to share my life with is pretty exciting to me. I told them the details of how we met and how she has the,"V" card. they seem to think that the only reason I'm interested in her is because she is something to be conquered. Nothing could be further from the truth. If it's one thing I've ever learned it's that there is no woman that is worth conquering. A relationship should be completely mutual in every aspect. That is the only thing that my parents relationship has taught me, being that my mother has been taking care of my father hand and foot for almost 30 years and to has nothing to show for it. I will never be that man.

Chasing after women that are challenging only leads to exhaustion and loss of self worth, wait for the one that wants to be caught, and that makes you happy. That's what I'm doing.....I'll let you know how it works out!


-Dontcallmeradio

Eat Me C Shift, an Ode to a Way Over Confident Shift

Is it neccesary with 2 calltakers to have the phone ring 10 times before someone else with a radio has to take it? Honestly who are you to correct me on my abilities if you cant even answer the phone in a timely manner.....end of rant.

i know that you believe you understand what you think i said, but i'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what i meant.

The title says it all. Here in about 2 hours I'll be at work attempting to use that anecdote to explain something to someone having an apparent emergency situation. Now, emergency. by definition, is something that causes alarm to someone, in their own way. That being said, You having Chest pain may be of way more concern to you than having your car towed, but for that person having their car towed would be just about the worst thing that could happen to them if that person had never had anything worse than that happen to them. That is why life experience is the most important thing and I thank the higher power every day that my parents let me have those little life experiences so that when I had my car towed for the first time I didn't call 911 and demand them to bring it back to me, like I experience so many times a weekend while working at the ECC answering phones.


-Dontcallmeradio

Podunk Huh?

Recently there was a rather large scale Law Enforcement event where tear gas and riot teams were utilized. I unfortunately was stuck answering phones which wasn't the worst situation to be stuck in whatsoever since our officers were out getting pummeled by beer bottles and other various items. But while the Riot was going on I received a call from a father of one of the students who was involved in the bedlam that ensued that warm spring afternoon. He was obviously from north of the Mason Dixon Line, he told me that his daughter who was a student 21, years old (my age) had been gassed and sprayed with pepper spray. He then decided to use choice words to describe his disdain for my department and told me that our officers should be more worried about the real crime in our area. He continues to bash me, my profession and even the tone of voice I was using to address him, which was nothing but professional. The father then told me that our city wouldn't be anything without the university that sits smack dab in the middle of it. Now, I've only lived here for a little over a year but I couldn't help but take extreme offense to his comments about the city that I live in. This place gave me an amazing career and professional and personal connects that will undoubtedly will launch me higher in my further endeavors that I choose to pursue. I got slightly off topic while speaking with the gentleman and with a slightly less than professional tone, I decided I would ask him where on Earth he was from since, he decided to send his, "Angel." to this hellhole of a place. The Cranky Yankee, which he has been called by me since this day, said we're from New York City. At this point I then decided that he was nowhere in the immediate area where I could do anything for him. So i politely terminated the call, but not without having to give my, "Badge Number." I'm sure I wasn't named in any allegations of unprofessional conduct because of the images and video that can be found on Youtube and such news channels as CNN showed that our officers were in the right and the so-called educated youth attending the university got exactly what they deserved. So, Mr. Cranky Yankee, take that!


-Dontcallmeradio

And so it begins...

The way I figure, it's only fair to start with some background on me in order to get you hooked on my Blog. I am 21 and live in a rather small college city in western Virginia. I moved here straight from home in early January 2009 to work at the Emergency Communications Center, or 911 for short. It's a demanding job and most times I can't stand to tell people where I work without a puzzled look or the infamous, "What's t he craziest call you've ever gotten?" line that seems to escape the mouth of every new person I meet. I guess people think that the person they talk to when they call 911 isn't a real person, well quite the contrary we are quite human and honestly resent a lot of the people we deal with day to day. Don't get me wrong though, most of us do enjoy our jobs very much and wait with bated breath for the next time the phone will ring or for one of our officers needing assistance over the radio. I started the job at 18 in a very small county based fire and rescue PSAP, (Public Safety Answering Point), only dispatching fire and rescue calls and taking ems and fire related calls over the phone. I'm starting this Blog to be able to remember some of the good times that I've had at work, and record some of the bad ones so i eventually can laugh at them and make sure that the mistakes that I make don't happen again.

-Dontcallmeradio