At my first job, I had only been released from FTO the week prior so I was about a "green" as they got. I cleared a trespass call where this woman had just been SO angry with me for NOT arresting someone that she'd called me everything under the sun. Anywho, I got back in my car and gave the required information to dispatch. I hung the mic back up and didn't realize my knee pressed the button again. My radio wouldn't make that beeping noise when it was keyed up so I had NO idea. There I go, driving out of the driveway, talking to myself (thank goodness, someone else admitted to doing it as well) and I said quite clearly, "Could she have BEEN more an effing b*tch if she'd tried? Jesus Christ, she acts like I have nothing better to do that to listen to her PMS'ing self all damn day long....(add quite a bit more of my personal opinion of this woman)" My cell phone rings...
ME: Hello?
Comm: Open mic!!!
ME: Huh (quick on the uptake, ain't I?)
Comm: YOUR. MIC. IS. ON.
Me: (paralyzed with fear and moving my knee) OMG, how much did you hear?
Comm: All of it. Hold on. *I hear conversation in the back* Okay, Chief wants to see you.
Yeah, it was a bad day to be me.
ME: Hello?
Comm: Open mic!!!
ME: Huh (quick on the uptake, ain't I?)
Comm: YOUR. MIC. IS. ON.
Me: (paralyzed with fear and moving my knee) OMG, how much did you hear?
Comm: All of it. Hold on. *I hear conversation in the back* Okay, Chief wants to see you.
Yeah, it was a bad day to be me.
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