I Has Day Off!
This morning it's warm. Egads, folks, it's actually warm. I can't remember the last time I wasn't cold. Perth is one of those delusional cities that's in denial about winter. We're blessed with nine months of ridiculous, enviable, glorious weather each year, and we've never accepted that for the remaining three months it is, in fact, bitterly cold.
Cold weather is something to happens to someone else.
And this morning it IS something that happens to someone else, so I for one am going to ride my damn horse while it lasts. *\o/* God bless you, day off. GOD BLESS YOU.
Work continues to be a thing of awesomeness. The weekend was short-staffed and difficult, but yesterday afternoon we took a couple of units out to the football oval to kick the ball around for a while. I sat on one of the picnic benches and snatched a shortlived moment of solitude while I supervised.
Regular Detainee: *runs up to bench, flops down beside me* Hey Miss! Whassup?
Officer Dragons: Regular Detainee! I see you broke your curfew. When did the cops pick you up?
Regular Detainee: Yesterday. They came to my brother's house at 5am! I was in bed. I didn't have any pants on.
Officer Dragons: Thank you for that mental image, Regular Detainee. Why don't you go play footy?
Regular Detainee: Nah, I can't be arsed. Don't you want to talk to me, Miss?
Officer Dragons: Regular Detainee, I have been in Unit Three all morning. I'm enjoying sitting in the sun by myself with no crashing and banging and yelling.
Regular Detainee: *smirk* Okay. I'll be quiet.
Officer Dragons: *scoffs* Yeah, right.
Regular Detainee: *indignant* I can be quiet!
Officer Dragons: Yes, you can. When you're asleep. You're a pleasure to be around on nightshift. *spies altercation on field, yells* HEY! MITCHELL*! YOU PUNCH HIM IN THE HEAD AGAIN I'LL HAVE TO GIVE YOU A LONG BORING LECTURE. YOU WANT A LONG BORING LECTURE?
Mitchell*: *waves, faint yell back* No, Miss!
Three other detainees join us.
Other Regular Detainee: Play cards, Miss? *shuffles deck*
Officer Dragons: No thanks. Why don't you guys take your cards down to the other bench?
Other Regular Detainee: Youse just scared I'm gonna kick your arse again, Miss. Youse crap at Rummy.
Regular Detainee: Miss is sick of us.
Other Regular Detainee: Miss hates us.
Third Detainee: You don't want to play cards with us because we're black. Youse a racist, Miss. *somber face*
Officer Dragons: *hands over face* Guys, remember when I was new and I would sit on this bench and none of you bastards would ever come talk to me?
Detainees: *general laughter, high fives*
Officer Dragons: I miss those days.
I'ma make some pancakes. And coffee. Yeeeeeeees. Coffee. Then go play in the sun. :D Happy Monday, flisties. *smishes y'all*
* - Not Mitchell's real name.
Cold weather is something to happens to someone else.
And this morning it IS something that happens to someone else, so I for one am going to ride my damn horse while it lasts. *\o/* God bless you, day off. GOD BLESS YOU.
Work continues to be a thing of awesomeness. The weekend was short-staffed and difficult, but yesterday afternoon we took a couple of units out to the football oval to kick the ball around for a while. I sat on one of the picnic benches and snatched a shortlived moment of solitude while I supervised.
Regular Detainee: *runs up to bench, flops down beside me* Hey Miss! Whassup?
Officer Dragons: Regular Detainee! I see you broke your curfew. When did the cops pick you up?
Regular Detainee: Yesterday. They came to my brother's house at 5am! I was in bed. I didn't have any pants on.
Officer Dragons: Thank you for that mental image, Regular Detainee. Why don't you go play footy?
Regular Detainee: Nah, I can't be arsed. Don't you want to talk to me, Miss?
Officer Dragons: Regular Detainee, I have been in Unit Three all morning. I'm enjoying sitting in the sun by myself with no crashing and banging and yelling.
Regular Detainee: *smirk* Okay. I'll be quiet.
Officer Dragons: *scoffs* Yeah, right.
Regular Detainee: *indignant* I can be quiet!
Officer Dragons: Yes, you can. When you're asleep. You're a pleasure to be around on nightshift. *spies altercation on field, yells* HEY! MITCHELL*! YOU PUNCH HIM IN THE HEAD AGAIN I'LL HAVE TO GIVE YOU A LONG BORING LECTURE. YOU WANT A LONG BORING LECTURE?
Mitchell*: *waves, faint yell back* No, Miss!
Three other detainees join us.
Other Regular Detainee: Play cards, Miss? *shuffles deck*
Officer Dragons: No thanks. Why don't you guys take your cards down to the other bench?
Other Regular Detainee: Youse just scared I'm gonna kick your arse again, Miss. Youse crap at Rummy.
Regular Detainee: Miss is sick of us.
Other Regular Detainee: Miss hates us.
Third Detainee: You don't want to play cards with us because we're black. Youse a racist, Miss. *somber face*
Officer Dragons: *hands over face* Guys, remember when I was new and I would sit on this bench and none of you bastards would ever come talk to me?
Detainees: *general laughter, high fives*
Officer Dragons: I miss those days.
I'ma make some pancakes. And coffee. Yeeeeeeees. Coffee. Then go play in the sun. :D Happy Monday, flisties. *smishes y'all*
* - Not Mitchell's real name.