okay, just one ranting fox in this journal.

So sitting in the office bullshitting with the NCOIC and another SGT when I get a call on my duty phone from the desk. "Hey, uh, there's a TA (traffic accident) when you take a right out gate 3. You may wanna take someone cuz uh, its a roll-over". Fuck yeah I wanna take someone! So we all bolt out and hop into a couple cars, take a right out gate 1, pass gate 3, pass camp castle, and radio to the desk asshole that we still don't see anything. Desk asshole says he made a mistake and it's left out gate 1 so now we look like jerks running lights&sirens the way we just came. Fast forward 2 minutes, we're on scene. Problem is though that the Korean National Police (KNP) douchesticks have already ruined fucking everything. 4 of the 5 car involved had the hooks attached to them and were towed away already, some dickbag is sweeping the evidence from the impact point out of the road, and a cock holster with a white police hat is directing traffic right over my debris. My NCOIC starts flipping shit to one of the KNPs while I block off the road and some bus driver looks at me like I have a dick growing out of my forehead for not letting him through. We spent the next 15min trying to measure shit and photograph before we figured it was pretty much ruined, said fuck it, and cleared scene to station.

After getting back it was about lunch time so that SGT from my section and I go over to a restaurant on base. Oh joy- phone rings again. Vehicle to pedestrian accident right across the street from where I was. So much for my fuckin' spaghetti. We run outside and a bunch of random E6 and E7s are huddled around some female SGT laying on the curb. Apparently one of them already had EMS on the way so I bitched for them to hurry up a little bit over the radio while my E5 tries to keep her conscious. Yada yada yada, process the scene, 15min later I'm walking the witness back across the street to my office so I can get some statements from them.

But wait, there's more! I'm walking the witnesses into the station when I bump into some CPL in front of the station desk who goes "hey! remember me?". I tell him no, and he informs me that he's the guy I "gave some bogus ticket to". I look at his receipt and remember it's some assfuck from 2 days ago who I cited for trying to drive down the road with a blatantly flat tire at 20km under the speed limit with his 4 way flashers on instead of just putting on a new tire. He says he's here to find out where he can contest the ticket and I tell him that since there's no monetary fine he can't fight it. His commander can can decide not to take any action on it- but no matter what my office assesses the violation for 3 points and after 12 we'll suspend his license. He asks if he can talk to my supervisor and I politely tell him to suck a dick. I go back behind the the desk to grab some paper and notice that now this chode is trying to cry to the desk sergeant now. I walked up and just kinda smirked while the d/sgt filled the guy in that the entire process of tracking violations is run by my office and after he's talked to me there's nobody else to bitch to. The guy got pissy and stormed off, but just kinda added to the shit of the day.

Wound up getting off my 12 hour shift about an hour late, worked 2 hours late last night, and now will have to come in for a while tomorrow on my day off to finish one of the investigation from today and track down info from KNP about injuries. Its k though; got a full bottle of 100 proof vodka so on the express train to happeh. Seriously though. Fuck people. ^^