While working the street, I decided to stop in the station to see what was going on. I was standing at the desk and the phone rang.  Naturally I answered it . The conversation went something like this:

Me: “16th District, how may I help you?”

Caller: “I want to beef about one of your fuckin police men.”

Me: “We don’t make pizzas here.”

Caller: “You don’t understand, I want to beef about one of your fuckin police men.”  Me: “You don’t understand, we don’t make any pizzas here.”

Caller: “Buddy, you don’t understand what I’m saying, I want to complain about a police man.”

Me: “Buddy, You don’t understand what I’m saying, we don’t make any fuckin pizzas here.”

Click. He hung up.

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