Originally Posted by Walt34
... she looked at the Sgt. and said "I don't want you".
It was months before people stopped saying that to him.
When I first went to Vice I spent a lot of time on the streets seeing how things worked. One night a couple of the squads were making cases of street prostitutes and I was hanging out watching how the flow of prisoners and paperwork went. I must have had my serious Lieutenant face on and I had forgotten how nothing is sacred to a girl working the streets.
Girl, I can't believe that little white boy was the pohleece!
Yeah, he was good looking. That ain't fair being tricky like that. Thats some kind of entrapment.
(referring to me)Now that man, he won't never get no b*tch. He too mean lookin!
Well, he kind of cute. He might get a b*tch, but he won't never catch a real ho!
I know that's right.
They had a blast with that. They would stand outside my door, knowing that I was always looking for an excuse to get out on the street.
I think we're burned out there on the south side. We need some fresh faces to work UC. But who're we going to use?
Man, you could ask the Ell-Tee.
Naw, he too mean lookin!
The worst part is the way they would giggle and guffaw as they walked off.