Showing posts with label Conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conversations. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Conversations

Getting ready for a call out before his shift...

Good thing you ate supper

JR - I'll be back in a bit

Hey, there is a PC going around back. Is someone coming to pick you up?

JR - Yes.

Where is your gun? Is it at the office?

JR - Yes.

Are you going to pick it up? Is your vest there too?

JR - Just a call with some 60 year-old drunk guys

Well I don't like you going out to a call without your gun and your vest. Go get your gun and your vest.

JR - K (*a very non-commital "k")

That's stupid. Don't be stupid.

JR walked out the door. JJ, Tiny Bear and I watched from our living room window as he jumped in the waiting truck and drove away.

Elapsed Time: approx. 1 hour and 28 minutes

ring ring

*Call Display: Office Number

Hello?

JR - Yah, everything's fine. Don't worry, I picked up my gun and my vest before we went to the call.

Well I updated our family emergency binder because I was pretty sure you were going to die.

JR - *insert chuckles* Okay. Well I'll call you later.




At least he takes my advice....

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Conversations

While on a supper break at 22:00hrs, Jr stopped by to grab a nibble.

JR - Look at my pants.

Mrs. R - What about them?

JR - See the scuff marks? (He points toward the front of his shins)

Mrs. R - Yah? (Kinda shrugs in a nonchalante kinda way. What is so special about dirt on your pants)

JR - I got in a fight.

Mrs. R - Really? (interest peaked)

JR - Yah, taking a guy down who was resisting arrest.

Mrs. R - And I take it you won?

JR - Yah.

Mrs. R - That's what I like to hear!

*High Fives all around*

Friday, April 6, 2012

Overheard

While getting ready to leave for Easter weekend, JJ not only broke into the nail polish and painted her own toenails, but she also painted her tongue.

I heard JR instructing her...
"oh no. K, JJ, put this water in your mouth and go "bogaroshaburga" (shakes head around) and spit out the water. Quick."

She did a very meticulous job on her toenails. I was proud.

The tongue?

Well, what doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger, right?

Right.