Good afternoon folks! I hope your Sunday is going great. I just finished a live broadcast on Ustream explaining my Kickstarter project for a new podcast called Within the Trenches. The podcast would be a live show on Ustream and would feature 9-1-1 dispatchers and their stories. After wrapping up my broadcast I realized that I forgot one main point of the Kickstarter project. The point refers to how and when the money you pledge is applied to the account set aside for this project. If you pledge to this project you will not be charged unless I make the goal amount. For example, I have $1,450 and I need $1,500. If I don’t make that by January 12th, 2013 then no one is charged. With that said, if I don’t make it no one is charged and no one gets their reward. With Kickstarter, it’s an all or nothing venture. Now, I would continue to explain everything but instead I will include the link to the Kickstarter page that shows the pledge amounts and rewards. I will also provide a link to the Ustream broadcast from today. It includes the explanation and a 9-1-1 tape of a co-worker of mine who did an excellent job in getting a guy to stop his car during a two county police chase. The call contains a few choice words but the tape is superb. Thank you very much for your time and consideration. Please go to the links below and share and pledge so that we can make this show a reality.
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By Ricardo — 7 years ago
It’s 5:47am and I’m awake. I’ve been sick since this past Thursday and it sucks! My stomach had been hurting the night before but I have acid reflux and I ran out of my meds so I figured it was just that. I woke up at 3am on Thursday to get ready for work and my stomach was worse. I got to work and everything seemed fine but I had something coming that would take over and hit me like a truck. Between the hours of 7 and 10am I ran to the bathroom. My stomach was pissed off at me and I wanted to cry. The worst part was that the corrections officers were having a training session in our building so one of the times that I ran off to the bathroom they just happened to have a break. Several of them walked in and the bathroom I speak of has a urinal and one stall. I could hear all of them talking and laughing about their class. How was I supposed to use the restroom with an audience? Well…talk about stage fright. I got out of there, washed my hands and tried not to make eye contact until one of them said hello.
“What’s up man?”
“Not much, what are you doing?”
“Uh…just trying to use the bathroom”
“Ha! I hear that!”
Yeah…it was that kind of awkward conversation. When I walked back into dispatch, my team asked if I was ok. I told them I’d be fine but I was wrong. My body immediately began to ache, I was sweaty, and my mouth began to water. Now, I don’t know about you but when those symptoms come up I know my body wants to bring something up and it’s not going to be pretty. I, like many others, hate to vomit. I held back and continued to work. Everyone told me that I should leave and get some rest but I refused. I know I was just torturing myself but I’m not the kind to simply throw in the towel and not work. I have a job and unless I’m dying I can work. I mean, at least that’s how I was brought up. So I kept going and they kept telling me I should go. My assistant director came into dispatch around 11:30am and by 11:38 or so of feeling like hell and having six people tell me I should leave, I finally threw in the towel.
I packed up and left. The ride home was odd. I was burning up and when I got home I took some Tylenol and went straight to bed. I spent the whole day and night there. I only moved to use the restroom, to call in for the next day, and to hand in an assignment. The next morning I still felt like crap but now my wife and son were feeling the same thing. It’s crazy how fast it spreads. So here I am. It’s now 6:07am and I’ve told you a story of sickness. I definitely feel better today but if my stubborn ass had listened to my co-workers in the first place, I might have felt better faster.
Knowing when to throw in the towel is always a good thing. I’ve experienced this many times, as I’m sure we all have and when our stubborn self shines, it almost always turns out bad. For example, a friend of mine and I went out to a bar for my birthday. This was years ago and the bar doesn’t exist anymore but we got there early and were drinking pitchers of Amberbock. I stopped pretty early because I was the driver and when I mean early, I mean several hours before we left at closing time. My friend continued drinking and I told him he was going to be hung over and I joked that he would be paying the porcelain god a visit but he laughed it off. As he continued to win at Keno a few more glasses of beer went down the hatch as well as some excellent chicken wings. The waitress said that she was going to help the others clean up the poolhall since it was closing time but that we could stay and chill as long as we wanted. My friend began to turn green and had an all around odd look to him.
“You ok bro?”
“I think I’m going to puke.”
“No way dude! If you’re going to puke you need to run to the bathroom”
“Haha, nah I’ll be alright.”
“Ok, just making sure.”
His head dropped a little and he said he felt sick.
“Man, if you’re going to go you need to run.”
“I’m not going to make it.”
I quickly looked around for something but all we had was an empty pitcher. I put it in front of him and…
“Holy crap dude! I didn’t think you were going to do it.”
“Ugh…I feel better…hurry up lets go!”
“Hahaha, you’re not even going to leave her a tip?”
He threw down $3 and we split. We laughed the whole way home. It was priceless and it’s another example of knowing when to throw in the towel. Have you ever dealt with a situation like this? It doesn’t have to do with puking of course, it could be any situation really. It happens all the time but we’re blind until it’s too late. If anything we must remember the words of Kenny Rogers,
“You got to know when to hold’em, know when to fold’em, know when to walk away, know when to run.”
Yeah…Kenny knows what’s up but if he had remembered his own words he would’ve known when to run away from the plastic surgery. Either way, they are good words to live by. If you have any stories, make sure to comment. Cheers!Post Views: 223
By Ricardo — 7 years ago
A good sense of humor is a quality that I look for in people. My sense of humor has always been outrageous and if you have been keeping up with my posts then you know first hand how true this is. I try to see the humor in everything really, but where did this come from? Has it been passed down through generations of family or was it a few specific family members that led the way? I think my entire family has a good sense of humor but there were a few people that really stood out. They helped mold my humor into what it is today. The two people I want to talk about are my Abuela (grandmother) Jimenez and my Tia (aunt) Paula. Both of these beautiful and humorous women made my family and I laugh constantly. It didn’t matter what was going on, they could turn it into a laugh fest. They were full of life and looked beyond the drama. This is what I loved about them.
My granny lived with my family and I from the time I was born and up until I graduated high school. There were little things she used to do that was hilarious and I think she got a kick out of our reactions. For example, my parents would head out for a church meeting and sometimes they wouldn’t return until 9 or 10pm. She knew that my parents wanted us in bed early but she would let us stay awake anyway. As soon as she heard them pull in she would yell at us to run and get into bed. I remember being startled many times and I would push my siblings out of the way so that I could get into bed first. As we ran to safety I could hear granny laughing her butt off at the sight of our panic. There were times where we would be raising hell and she would warn us a few times before saying something to the effect of, “It’s out of my hands” but in spanish. She was funny like that. If we learned a lesson the hard way she would make sure to remind us how we got to that point. On top of that, she really knew how to scare the little kids and I think she enjoyed doing it. Back when we were growing up my granny would buy a pig head in order to make tamales. I remember coming home from school one day and my sibling and cousins who accompanied us were griping about something. My granny must have had a hard day because she immediately told the younger kids that if they didn’t stop arguing that the “Pig Head” was going to get them in their sleep. I knew better and chuckled but the younger kids got quiet. After a bit they started up again and granny brought them into the kitchen and opened up the fridge to reveal a large pig head. They would scream and I think one of them even cried and granny had to hold back from laughing. I remember her yelling for them to behave. I would tell her that she was wrong and she would shrug her shoulders and continue making tortillas.
It’s hard to think of everything she did because there was so much. I also remember when I lived with my family in Florida and she would joke about hitting me. Now, at this time my granny was in her early 80’s. She would be in the kitchen making tortillas and I would walk in and jab her side. She would immediately throw up her rolling pin in defense and tell me that she would hit me if I did it again. I would laugh it off like a little kid and I would do it again. She gave me one final warning and on the third jab I got slapped in the arm and face with a towel that she picked up without me noticing. She would laugh and laugh and tell me that I deserved it and I did but it was so much fun to heckle her because she fought right back. She didn’t take crap from anyone. Another person who had a take no crap attitude while keeping her sense of humor was my Tia Paula. This women cracked me up like you wouldn’t believe. I mean, she used to call me huesos which is spanish for bones because I was so skinny when I was a kid. How could someone not laugh at that? She also called me “Caldo” which is a soup that has little meat, some veggies, and a bone for flavor. The dig on me referenced the fact that I was full of water combined with a little meat and bones like Caldo. She used to scare my younger cousins with the pig head like granny but she also used something that creeps me out even now. She used the ever popular Pennywise The Clown from Stephen King’s IT. I’m sure my cousins remember that clown and my Tia never called him by his name, she simply called him a payaso, which is clown in spanish.
“If you don’t settle down, the payaso is going to get you! You want me to put it on so you can see him?”
She used to yell that to the little kids when they were naughty. It was funny to hear her do this because you could tell that she wanted to laugh once the kids got scared. Now I know It seems harsh and cruel but it worked. It’s pretty funny when I look back at it now. My granny and Tia Paula would tell it like it is because there was no room for beating around the bush. If we were going to get hurt by doing something we were not supposed to they would tell us and with detail. It really made us think about what the consequences would be if we continued to jump around and act up. I do this now and it’s funny to see the reaction on my sons face. I don’t use the pig head or the payaso but I use detail to let his little mind imagine how bad the consequences can be if he doesn’t listen and behave. This is done with humor and I can thank my granny and Tia for it. Sadly, they have passed on but it’s their humor that sticks with my family and I. My Tia’s all have a piece of my granny with them and I see her humor come out in them at times. It’s something I love to witness because I can seem my granny in them. My Tia Paula has three children who are older than me but they all took care of me at one time or another because I was always with them. My Tia loved and spoiled me. I like to think of my relation to my cousins as the little brother they never wanted. I say this as a joke but seriously, they probably saw more of me than they wanted to back then. I try to visit them as much as I can because their humor is exactly like my Tia’s. The humor is crass, outrageous, and off the wall, just like my Tia. It’s why I love to be in their presence and I see her in all three of them. Thank you Abuela Jimenez and Tia Paula for always being you. Thank you for molding my personality and my sense of humor. You taught me that no matter how bad a situation can be, there is always a way to keep a smile on my face. Although I want to cry as I think about the both of you, I will do what you taught me. I will simply laugh…Post Views: 171
By Ricardo — 5 years ago
Good morning everyone! I’m writing to share something new I’m working on. Yes, I know. I’m always working on something and as you know, I dig 9-1-1. The people that do this job are hard working and amazing! It’s not a job that anyone can do. It takes a specific person to take the crap that comes from the hot seat. I answered the call for just over 13 years and loved it. In that time I received a few t-shirts that made me proud of what I did in dispatch. The only problem with them was that they were the same “general” dispatch t-shirt. I always wanted to get a shirt that was not only cool but captured dispatch humor. So I decided to make my own.
I have been floating the idea for some time and I have sold some t-shirts through Teespring but I let it go. Well, now I’m back and the first major shirt I put on Teespring has exploded. The campaign has only 12 hours left but I have added a few more t-shirts for 9-1-1 professionals and anyone who would like to purchase one. They are $16 each and my hope is to add a little touch of awesome to a profession that is superb. Check out the images below and follow the links to purchase one. If you have any questions you can send an email to email@example.com.Post Views: 219