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Dec 06, 2004 18:12

You know, I'm starting to feel more like a phone sex operator than a cop. Um, not that I'm the one making the calls. It's just, man, almost every call that I have to dispatch out involves people or demons, or people and demons, having sex in public places. Some of the people who call in to report the incidents suddenly start flirting with me, telling me what a cute voice I have. Um, what the hell?

Thing is, it's not just here. Joey called to check in with me yesterday and when I briefed him about the crazy calls I've had, he said things are the same way in Los Angeles. It's like California got hit with some massive sex spell or something. Yet, oddly, I think Trick has yet to have a date. Heh, if he reads that? I'll blame it on hormones.

So, yeah, work is interesting and never a dull moment. The new Captain, Turner, is pretty cool. He moved into Jack's place since Jack moved in to the apartment with me and Trick. I'm not sure when Trick will start looking for a new room mate, but there is really no rush. Real estate in Sunnydale is so amazingly cheap. I've been looking at the listings and stuff and Jack and I could really have our pick of a bunch of really nice houses. It helps that I can check the crime rate in the areas the houses are at before we arrange to see any of them.
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