April 29, 2020

As I started my patrol in Dorchester, I noticed the velcro on the mask I was going to use due to the COVID-19 virus situation had lost one of the straps.  Despite trying to fix it, it came to no avail.  Improvising, I decided to use another mask instead (on the mouth, not the one I usually use.). I had to park a little closer than usual since I was going to do other areas, which proved to be useless since I didn't cover those other areas, as you will see.  I was doing the usual checking.  I noticed a man sitting on the wall near Carney Hospital.  I asked if he was okay.  He said he was, he was waiting for the bus.  However, he was more concerned about the man at the bus stop.  I went to him.  Even thou he was very covered up with his hoodie.  He pretty much acknowledged me.  He was coherent but in a quiet, uncertain mood.  I left him be because, it didn't seem that he was causing trouble, just a little under the weather.  As I crossed Gallivan, a police car came by.   I saluted at it and they yelled Batman.  What a nice complimentary hello from one servant to two public servants, serving at this tough time.  All the more reason to help at this tough time.  First place I helped was at Ashmont station as I saw a hat around the station.  I figure I send it to the Security Office at its Lost & Found.  This was the first time in uniform I went to the station.  However the officer was very understanding and appreciated.  I gave his hat and left.  As I was about to cross at the corner of Dorchester & Ashmont, I noticed some kind of ruckus over at O'Brien's.  I went immediately to investigate.  There were several loiterers there, one causing a very troublesome hassle.  As the others were acting like they were seeing a celebrity, I had to concentrate on the harasser.  She kept saying to me to mind my business, but I persisted.  Warning about the current situation and how she could be in possible trouble with police.  Eventually she got her keys, the supposed reason she was there, and everyone left.  I checked on the employee to see if he was okay, and I was on my way.  I also checked the cabbies around Ashmont station if they have their masks.  It maybe small and a possible hassle, but with people's fears, social distancing, and the drivers' jobs, this had to be an important part, even if it felt uncomfortable.  But as I was passing Braces, I saw a few guys in a dark grey car.  On the drivers side I saw a door open with a bottle of beer being placed on the ground with the engine running.  I knew with the engine running, and a half-empty bottle of beer, it was possible cause for a possible OUI.  I had to stop the driver and told him he was under citizen's arrest.  I looked at the license and called 911.  My "batphone" was getting itself updated (great timing) so I had to use another phone.  I called the operator at 11:12 PM.  The operator was respondent and asked me some questions.  However the suspect was acting as if it's nothing and called the phone and kept going back and forth, back and forth.  I kept on talking to the operator, giving a description.  But trying to keep control of the situation and trying not to sound like a lunatic in front of the operator didn't make things easy.  He soon left in the opposite way.  I told the operator where he went.  I felt like a joke.  The first citizen's arrest I tried to do and I looked like the Blue Beetle from the Electric Company, not DC, but why the hell did the former take that from that and Carlton Comics?  I was despondent, but I kept going.  I noticed a man at the bench we talked.  I told him about real life superheroes and about myself.  We got along great.  As I left, I felt a better.  Too bad it lasted a minute.  I saw two men, holding black bags, both canvas, one a backpack.  They spotted me.  One fo them felt good, seeing Batman.  But as I heard his friend saying that he should give this girl "oral sex," I tried to chip in.  He yelled at me immediately.  He wass ready to start a fight.  He even tried to bring out a switchblade.  Fortunately, I had my baton on standby.  But it was nothing compared to what he said next.  "YOU'RE NOT BATMAN!  YOU'RE NOT A SUPERHERO!  YOU'RE A CLOWN!  YOU'RE A JOKE!'  Fortunately, his friend pulled him away before he would do anything worse.  I have been told worst things, much worst things.  But those words, at THAT time, hit me like a bunch of bricks.  I stood there for a while feeling like a joke.  I rather not get into he rest.  I kept doing the patrol.  I noticed a guy standing at a corner standing around later.  I talked to him.  He appeared developmentally disabled, and by his teeth being bad probably in a very tough situation.  I tried to talk to him, but a woman on the bench called him.  But as I approached her, she told me to stop and not talk to her.  I tried to get answers, but she told me to get out of here in a tantrum.  The day just kept getting better.  I soon noticed there was a van doing a U-turn oddly in a street where it would be very short to do so easy.  I walked by, but kept it under mind.  Soon I saw the same OUI car, in same area as last time, but parked in a different place I called 911 again at 12:28 AM on my "batphone" this time.  The operator was much ruder.  As I tried explaining, she was very belligerent.  When she asked what I was doing, I told her.  She made me feel like a joke, but before she went on with a speech, I just hung up, no used talking with idiots.  I passed by  the blue van.  I walked up and asked if everything was okay.  He said everything was fine.  Well, at least on bad part diverted.  Then a Transit Officer spotted me.  He felt very thrilled.  We talked a little, he even asked for my picture.  But before we could do so, he was on call. In the end, at the same bus stop, there was the same man, he looked as if he was homeless.  I checked on him and asked if he was okay.  I tried to get him help.  But he refused.  However he was very grateful for me being concerned about him.  I soon left.