Wednesday, January 14, 12:05 PM
2513: Yeah, how about a little lunch? 69– W. North Avenue.
Dispatcher: Go ahead, 13.
2513: Also, can I get a little favor?
Dispatcher: What d’ya need?
2513: Notify Streets and Sanitation that there’s about four or five big potholes by a sewer and cars are losin’ hubcaps. Tell ’em it’s the fifth day that we’ve called it.
Dispatcher: That’s how long they’ve been out there? My goodness. Ummm…
2513: The hole is maybe about four feet long, two feet wide, and about four inches deep. It surrounds the sewer, and it’s spreading.
Unidentified Caller: Quit talkin’ about me, Wally!
Unidentified Caller Number Two: That your pants size, Wally?
Unidentified Caller Number Three: Wally don’t know what a little lunch means.
Wednesday, January 14, 12:45 PM
Dispatcher: 69-David, did you just put a 19-Paul in the computer?
2569-D: Well, squad, that’s the only way I know how to clear that thing off. Tellin’ ’em that we’re not involved other than assisting doesn’t help.
Dispatcher: All you have to do is put “clear,” ’cause you just wiped out the whole job. For future reference all you have to do is just put a c in there.
2569-D: That c, is that for “stupid computer?”
Unidentified Caller: Just a c for “incompetent.”
Friday, January 23, 11:05 PM
Dispatcher: 956. A disturbance at 46– Western inside the bar, a male Hispanic, very intoxicated, refusin’ to leave. And I guess instead of hands he has two hooks, and he’s hooking people violently and hitting the customers.
956: Get out.
Dispatcher: That’s exactly what it says.
956: All right, we’ll go see about these clippers.
Unidentified Caller: Wanted for hooking?
Unidentified Caller Number Two: Is that a penalty?