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pan6467 · 02-16-2009, 01:02 AM

We have a place called "Drop-In", it's where drunks can come and sleep of their drunk or high. It's also a place where the police departments in Summit county can drop off public intox's, drunk and disorderlies and so on.

Tonight, the Akron Police Department dropped one off. He was extremely drunk and high on crack. He was belligerent, mean and somewhat threatening to other clients. I, being the only male working was called in from Detox to remove him to the front lobby and wait till the police could come and take him back.

We walked up him behind me, because our rules are somewhat fucked up giving even the worst of clients the right to follow us even as we escort them out. As we walked he called me names and pretty much tried to push my buttons. But, I smiled and ignored him.

We got to the lobby and I showed him a chair and stood at the reception desk to await the police.

As he sat there, he called me his "white nigger" and continued to try to push buttons, as drunks do. I smiled and asked him if he was happy knowing he would spend the night in jail. I never showed anything but a smile and tried very hard to try to change the subject to sports or something that would not be a hostile subject.

This young man of 30, decided he couldn't get me to lose my temper so he walked over to me and put his forefinger and middle finger to my temple and made a gun sign. Then he said, looking me straight in the eyes.... and anyone who has dealt with a crack head knows the emptiness and violence that can be in those eyes... "I'll be out tomorrow, I'll still sell my crack, wear my gold and where will you be, dead" as he collapsed his thumb.

I walked to the doors separating drop in from the lobby and yelled for my co-worker to call 9-1-1.

The client returned to his chair and said over and over again, "I own you." Which is not a term of endearment.

Roughly a minute later 2 co-workers, the nurse on duty and a fellow counselor came up to see what was going on.

By this time, knowing the police do not search the people they drop off and having seen in this guys eyes that he wasn't playing , I told him as nicely as possible, without raising my voice to, "shut the fuck up."

To which my co workers quickly relieved me and I walked back to Detox.

When the police came I had to go up and talk to the officer, who informed me that this young man had warrants out for his arrest and that the cop who dropped him off never even ran the guy's name. As I told the cop what happened the client stared at me telling me he "lived just around the corner" and am I sure I wanted to say anything."

Work was a little tense afterward, I admit I was scared. I have been robbed at gun point, had real guns in my face by people who had had bad dealings with me while in my addiction, I have even pushed people's buttons enough to where they fought me, but I can count on 1 hand how many times I was truly frightened for my life. This was one of those times. Again, for any of you who have dealt with crackheads know, the drug changes them and another person's life truly doesn't mean shit to them. When they are using they will get truly violent for no reason.

When I got home to tell my wife she freaked over my telling the client to shut the fuck up. She berated me (in a non yelling voice) how I was wrong to say such a thing and laughed when I detailed how he put the finger gun to my temple.

I love my wife, I care very deeply about her, but instead of her showing caring and being happy I wasn't hurt she told me how I was fucked up to tell the client to shut the fuck up. This to me shows, that maybe my wife has no respect for me or my feelings, for God's sake someone threatened your husband tonight and you berate him (in a non yelling way). Drunk or not, cracked up or not.... this person could have had a real gun or knife on him and I was up there alone with him as he threatened me and put his hand on me and you're pissed off that I later told him to shut the fuck up?

Something is very wrong with this picture. It's a bad nightmare, it isn't real. a wife would never say that to her husband after he was threatened.....right????? A wife would tell her husband how much she loved him and how happy she was he wasn't really hurt..... right? She wouldn't go to bed with her last words being to her husband, maybe we just shouldn't talk anymore ever...... right?

Right????????????

02-16-2009, 01:02 AM	#1 (permalink)
pan6467 Lennonite Priest Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA	At Work Today We have a place called "Drop-In", it's where drunks can come and sleep of their drunk or high. It's also a place where the police departments in Summit county can drop off public intox's, drunk and disorderlies and so on. Tonight, the Akron Police Department dropped one off. He was extremely drunk and high on crack. He was belligerent, mean and somewhat threatening to other clients. I, being the only male working was called in from Detox to remove him to the front lobby and wait till the police could come and take him back. We walked up him behind me, because our rules are somewhat fucked up giving even the worst of clients the right to follow us even as we escort them out. As we walked he called me names and pretty much tried to push my buttons. But, I smiled and ignored him. We got to the lobby and I showed him a chair and stood at the reception desk to await the police. As he sat there, he called me his "white nigger" and continued to try to push buttons, as drunks do. I smiled and asked him if he was happy knowing he would spend the night in jail. I never showed anything but a smile and tried very hard to try to change the subject to sports or something that would not be a hostile subject. This young man of 30, decided he couldn't get me to lose my temper so he walked over to me and put his forefinger and middle finger to my temple and made a gun sign. Then he said, looking me straight in the eyes.... and anyone who has dealt with a crack head knows the emptiness and violence that can be in those eyes... "I'll be out tomorrow, I'll still sell my crack, wear my gold and where will you be, dead" as he collapsed his thumb. I walked to the doors separating drop in from the lobby and yelled for my co-worker to call 9-1-1. The client returned to his chair and said over and over again, "I own you." Which is not a term of endearment. Roughly a minute later 2 co-workers, the nurse on duty and a fellow counselor came up to see what was going on. By this time, knowing the police do not search the people they drop off and having seen in this guys eyes that he wasn't playing , I told him as nicely as possible, without raising my voice to, "shut the fuck up." To which my co workers quickly relieved me and I walked back to Detox. When the police came I had to go up and talk to the officer, who informed me that this young man had warrants out for his arrest and that the cop who dropped him off never even ran the guy's name. As I told the cop what happened the client stared at me telling me he "lived just around the corner" and am I sure I wanted to say anything." Work was a little tense afterward, I admit I was scared. I have been robbed at gun point, had real guns in my face by people who had had bad dealings with me while in my addiction, I have even pushed people's buttons enough to where they fought me, but I can count on 1 hand how many times I was truly frightened for my life. This was one of those times. Again, for any of you who have dealt with crackheads know, the drug changes them and another person's life truly doesn't mean shit to them. When they are using they will get truly violent for no reason. When I got home to tell my wife she freaked over my telling the client to shut the fuck up. She berated me (in a non yelling voice) how I was wrong to say such a thing and laughed when I detailed how he put the finger gun to my temple. I love my wife, I care very deeply about her, but instead of her showing caring and being happy I wasn't hurt she told me how I was fucked up to tell the client to shut the fuck up. This to me shows, that maybe my wife has no respect for me or my feelings, for God's sake someone threatened your husband tonight and you berate him (in a non yelling way). Drunk or not, cracked up or not.... this person could have had a real gun or knife on him and I was up there alone with him as he threatened me and put his hand on me and you're pissed off that I later told him to shut the fuck up? Something is very wrong with this picture. It's a bad nightmare, it isn't real. a wife would never say that to her husband after he was threatened.....right????? A wife would tell her husband how much she loved him and how happy she was he wasn't really hurt..... right? She wouldn't go to bed with her last words being to her husband, maybe we just shouldn't talk anymore ever...... right? Right???????????? __________________ I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"