Not “Poe”ville Heights Again

This stinks! Even worse than my partner after we’ve hit Taco Bell for dinner!  So, I’m looking at station assignments and I see that next rotation we’re assigned to Poeville Heights, the worst neighborhood in town.  That’s right; three 24 hour shift working the gutters of Baltimore.  I am so not looking forward to this.  The last rotation we worked Poeville was a nightmare.  Imagine: one shooting, one psych patient that tried to stab me with a ballpoint pen, two child abuse calls and a homeless guy in a pear tree.  Oh, and it’s supposed to be a full moon, too!  Just my luck.  I’m going to try to post a few notes after each shift to give you a glimpse into the craziness and depravity that we call Poeville Heights.  I’ll talk to you in a few days.