So Friday was a fairly busy day. We handled twenty-five jobs, and most of them were domestic assaults and frauds. However, Diego the Idiot Detective received a domestic robbery. The victim claimed her boyfriend beat her up, took her iPhone, car keys and her Cadillac; effectively a robbery/carjacking.
The city has been dealing with a carjacking problem since January 1st. The thugs are pointing weapons at drivers, tossing them to the street, and taking the vehicles. Since it’s a serious problem, all carjackings need a White Paper – a synopsis of the incident and the offender’s information, if possible.
When Diego found out he was getting the job, he started to whine like a little bitch; because he is a little (fat) bitch. I told him he got the report because he was the only detective who did not receive a job on Thursday, so he was up first.
About two hours later, he walks up to my desk and claims he was called down to court. I asked him how that was possible, because he had no cases listed Must Be Tried. Also, Diego has been caught numerous times lying about ADAs calling him downtown. He gave me the name of the ADA and the room number, so I said I would notify the supervisor…
When it was time to close up shop, my supervisor asked if there were any White Papers. I said no, because I forgot about Diego’s carjacking. I realized I misspoke and said, “Diego had a carjacking, so that’s the only White Paper today.”
The supervisor looked into the file for WPs, and saw nothing. He looked at the day before, and it wasn’t there, either.
THE PRICK LEFT FOR COURT WITHOUT DOING THE WHITE PAPER.
This is a big deal, because the upper-echelon bosses need this information by the end of the work day. If a White Paper is missing, people get into serious trouble. I texted Diego, and asked, “Did you really not do your White Paper???” No response. I called his phone. No response.
The supervisor called Diego. got voice mail. The supervisor texted Diego – twice. No response.
Believe me when I tell you, this piece of shite heard and saw the messages and calls, but he decided he wasn’t going to respond. The supervisor looked at me and said, “We have to take the carjacking out until we can get a White Paper completed.”
So, I had to go through all twenty-five jobs, remove Diego’s assignment, and enter another job in its place. Between trying to get in tough with Diego and readjusting all the jobs, I got out a half hour later than normal, all because of this fat piece of garbage.
This was the final straw, and I am officially done with Diego. I blocked him from my phone, and blocked him from my texts. From here on out, I will do my best to give him jobs that will not require court. It is my mission in life to curb his finances.
He is, for all intents and purposes, an unperson.