So I walked into work yesterday – the first day of night work – and the previous shift was a skeleton crew. Three detectives. I thought to myself, “Wow, that sucks for them,” and I looked at my roster.
Three detectives. Actually two, because one detective was Diego.
In the first two hours I did the following: the primary paperwork for the supervisor (he never told me he was going to be an hour late), scoured the building for copier ink (we were fresh out), entering old jobs left for me on my days off, calling coworkers with Covid to find when their return dates were, and hoping upon hope we wouldn’t get slaughtered.
At 4pm, a double shooting popped up on the board, and our gun teams decided to take the evening off. Guess who got the shooting? Sadly, Diego…
The Red Menace is still out from her heart issues, we have two detectives out on Covid, and one still on military leave (for nearly a year). In the meantime, we have to suck it up and handle every job the cops bring in.
The city knows most of the detective divisions are ridiculously short, and they have done nothing to fast track detective promotions. It’s been twenty-five months since the last promotions, and we’re losing personnel to supervisor promotions, retirements, and resignations.
We can still continue to do our jobs, but with so few detectives working, we’re doing the bare minimum. We receive a job, process it, and move on down the line. We do not have the manpower or the time to really investigate incidents anymore, so we write up a report, process the arrest, and take the next job. Then, later in the month, the bosses will scream at us because we aren’t investigating incident fully.
It’s a lose-lose proposition, but it’s exactly what the politicians want. If detectives are overloaded with jobs, they cannot possibly solve them, and the Democrats shooting people will never be found and never prosecuted.