What happened today.

Journal entry.

 

Dear Diary,

 

Today was awful.  I woke up thinking that maybe I should call off sick from work.  I should have listened to my gut. 

 

I arrive to work on time; which should be an indication that the day ins't going to go well.  I get dispatched to a job before I can even get my coffee.  It is a Domestic Incident, male verses female.  Usually these types of calls are husband and wife just venting.  That's all.

 

I arrive and there is this 6'6" guy, he has to be 200-250 lbs.  And there on the ground is his mother; where he beat her up.  I never found out what set him off, but his dad said that he is Bipolar.  I approach him and he starts swinging.  I try to get out of his way and fall down the steps and break my cell phone and my glasses.  He's coming after me like a raging bull.  I am already humilated, because I fell.  You'd think fate would give me a break.  No.  My supervisor comes in and tasers the guy while he's standing near me and guess what?  Yeah.  I get hit with one of those electrodes.  It was not pretty.

 

Tomorrow, I hope, will be a better day.