The FTO and "Fresh Meat"
Yes the headline says it all. I've got myself a new youngster as of today so all of my normal sermons, and printed out handouts that I give them on " my way of doing things" have been taken care of. The greatest job ahead of me now is to teach him that I drink Ice Tea and not a large double double. Hate coffee, always will.
First day went fairly well, mostly HTA violations, posting Road closed signs due to over road flooding in my area, one drunk and disorderly call, (thank God not a domestic one), and one " family notification". Even I hate doing those but it is part of the job, not pleasant but has to be done. And hopefully fresh meat will now have learned something after the ass chewing I gave him on handling sensitive matters. It went down like this:
At 13:00 we had a request from a department on the West Coast to go to Mr. and Mrs. XXX's house and inform of the untimely passing of their 24 y o son of a multiple MVA at VGH Hospital in Vancouver.
At 13:20 we attended the residence , got out of the squad and to the door. He knocks and the lady of the house answers, without looking at me he blurt's out do you have a 24 y o son named Douglas Simon XXX, the answer was in the affirmative, and fresh meat blurt's out, " He's dead, killed in a 4 car pile up in BC." The woman freaks, as to be expected and faints, the idiot then proceeds to start CPR on her while I pull him off and explain " she has only fainted but be glad you didn't kill her with the delivery. She comes to, we help her up and into the living room where I enquired as to the where abouts of Mr. XXX, who happened to be out in a small boat surveying their flooded farm fields, 2 tragedies in one day for this woman.
It's a small community where we delivered the news so I got on the phone and called the next door neighbour ( 6 kms. away) and wait, while I send JR into the kitchen to put on a pot of water for tea or coffee. I didn't want to do this as Christ only knows what would come out of his mouth next. With my luck probably a full description of an MVA, ( with de-capitation which was the case, ALWAYS USE YOUR SEAT BELTS!!)
Re-enforcement's arrive, the neighbour, who brought along the town Priest, and her husband who went to fetch the husband off the field. We pay our condolences and depart.
I drove about 2 kms away before I started the screaming lecture on sensitivity in matters such as this, pointed out what he did wrong. what should have been done and how to do it.
I wonder if he'll want to ride with me tomorrow?? He has no choice in the matter but the day should prove to be interesting.
Now I wonder if he slept through the entire part of the curriculum dealing with religion, minoritie's, and family matters. Who the hell is teaching at academy these days???
Keep well everyone!!!!
First day went fairly well, mostly HTA violations, posting Road closed signs due to over road flooding in my area, one drunk and disorderly call, (thank God not a domestic one), and one " family notification". Even I hate doing those but it is part of the job, not pleasant but has to be done. And hopefully fresh meat will now have learned something after the ass chewing I gave him on handling sensitive matters. It went down like this:
At 13:00 we had a request from a department on the West Coast to go to Mr. and Mrs. XXX's house and inform of the untimely passing of their 24 y o son of a multiple MVA at VGH Hospital in Vancouver.
At 13:20 we attended the residence , got out of the squad and to the door. He knocks and the lady of the house answers, without looking at me he blurt's out do you have a 24 y o son named Douglas Simon XXX, the answer was in the affirmative, and fresh meat blurt's out, " He's dead, killed in a 4 car pile up in BC." The woman freaks, as to be expected and faints, the idiot then proceeds to start CPR on her while I pull him off and explain " she has only fainted but be glad you didn't kill her with the delivery. She comes to, we help her up and into the living room where I enquired as to the where abouts of Mr. XXX, who happened to be out in a small boat surveying their flooded farm fields, 2 tragedies in one day for this woman.
It's a small community where we delivered the news so I got on the phone and called the next door neighbour ( 6 kms. away) and wait, while I send JR into the kitchen to put on a pot of water for tea or coffee. I didn't want to do this as Christ only knows what would come out of his mouth next. With my luck probably a full description of an MVA, ( with de-capitation which was the case, ALWAYS USE YOUR SEAT BELTS!!)
Re-enforcement's arrive, the neighbour, who brought along the town Priest, and her husband who went to fetch the husband off the field. We pay our condolences and depart.
I drove about 2 kms away before I started the screaming lecture on sensitivity in matters such as this, pointed out what he did wrong. what should have been done and how to do it.
I wonder if he'll want to ride with me tomorrow?? He has no choice in the matter but the day should prove to be interesting.
Now I wonder if he slept through the entire part of the curriculum dealing with religion, minoritie's, and family matters. Who the hell is teaching at academy these days???
Keep well everyone!!!!
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Good luck teaching tact and sensitivity :) You, sir, are now bookmarked.