Okay so I was telling you about the next call….
We show up to back up our partners – remember the two huge cops. We get to this 4-plex home, it’s the basement suite we were heading into. A young-ish man comes to the door to greet us and we head down. Immediately you can smell cigarette smoke – like it’s so thick. The young-ish man has piercing’s in his face and ears, a tattoo on his neck in Chinese or Japanese, he has a white hat on with a square brim, his pants are hanging down his bum but they are quite fitted. Anyway, we follow him into the house. The other guy that’s there is so surprise to see us. These two are a couple. The older of the two is in his late 30s, he’s quite short, his hair is propbably his most noticeable feature. Balding severly at the top of his head, with longer straight hair all the way around this shiny spot! He is smoking and has a cat in his arms. There’s a mom and three kitty’s living in the basement suite – we are greeted by their litter box!
So the younger man is in the process of moving out – all four of the cops have been to this location 30-40 times, isn’t that crazy? So this young kid is proceeding to pack up his clothes and his abundance of hats around this tiny apartment. The older guy is walking around bitching and complaining about the younger one and how – with his matching tatoo – thought they had a great relationship. I was asking the young guy while he was packing up his stuff how long he had lived in this place – he said a while. I asked how long is a while and he said since the beginning of the month! Oh how perspectives are so different hey? Anyway, I asked where he lived before here…he said in “the House”, Oh my. I of course asked why he was in jail and he said for assulting his mom and his sister. So strange how this young kid can have such a complicated life already.
While he was packing up his stuff my partner was playing with the kitty’s – biding time while this was being dealt with. The younger guy’s new boyfriend was coming to get him. So he was just bringing his stuff to the front yard waiting for his new boyfriend. While we waited, all you could feel was eyes on your from ALL around. There was pictures of Marilyn Munroe ALL over the apartment. Almost every square inch of wall space and chair rails were covered by Marilyn. It was so creepy.
So, he gets his stuff out, we get back into our car – our two cop partners leave. We hang around and fill out our reports, and wait for the new boyfriend to come and pick up the kid who’s leaving..
While we are waiting…we get our next call…code 300 – a gun is drawn at a house party