A scathing letter sent to the North Ogden mayor from 18 police and city employees shows that complaints from participants of a DUI training likely spurred the investigation.
I’m a 911 dispatcher, when I was in training part of my class was held at our county’s public safety training facility, where a lot of police, fire, EMS, etc. training is done.
One day we were there the same day they were running one of these kinds of classes.
We were in the cafeteria, and noticed a table of people who were being a bit rowdy, not out of control, but definitely louder and more boisterous than you’d normally expect to be in a somewhat lesser-used county government lunch room.
We noticed they had a case of cheap beer, and found out that they were volunteers for the dui training class. I suspect most of them were off-duty cops, they had that certain look to them, and let’s be real, where else do you hear about that kind of volunteer work? (I’ve looked and can’t find them around, I can find some schedules of when the classes are but nothing on how to volunteer for them)
I wouldn’t exactly call what they had going on a “party,” but they were definitely having a good time, and I’ve probably taken calls from people complaining about less than what they were doing.
I could definitely see one of these getting a bit out of hand if the wrong people sign up and whoever’s supposed to be monitoring the volunteers isn’t keeping on top of things.
I personally think it’s also just kind of a bad look for the chief to be getting drunk around his underlings.
No real point to this story, just kind of sharing my thoughts.
So, my dad was an attorney. Took a case against a PD halfway across the bay, the local PD started pulling the whole firm and our whole family over for nothing every day until we signed up for lessons at the karate dojo run by the police chief (paid bribes). We stopped getting pulled over. I got into the best shape of my life. The chief and half the force who were doing karate to climb the ranks faster sat around drinking bud lite every night after practice and dear gods i hate the smell of it.
The one plus of it is dad got us to learn how to handle ourselves around the police i guess.
I’m a 911 dispatcher, when I was in training part of my class was held at our county’s public safety training facility, where a lot of police, fire, EMS, etc. training is done.
One day we were there the same day they were running one of these kinds of classes.
We were in the cafeteria, and noticed a table of people who were being a bit rowdy, not out of control, but definitely louder and more boisterous than you’d normally expect to be in a somewhat lesser-used county government lunch room.
We noticed they had a case of cheap beer, and found out that they were volunteers for the dui training class. I suspect most of them were off-duty cops, they had that certain look to them, and let’s be real, where else do you hear about that kind of volunteer work? (I’ve looked and can’t find them around, I can find some schedules of when the classes are but nothing on how to volunteer for them)
I wouldn’t exactly call what they had going on a “party,” but they were definitely having a good time, and I’ve probably taken calls from people complaining about less than what they were doing.
I could definitely see one of these getting a bit out of hand if the wrong people sign up and whoever’s supposed to be monitoring the volunteers isn’t keeping on top of things.
I personally think it’s also just kind of a bad look for the chief to be getting drunk around his underlings.
No real point to this story, just kind of sharing my thoughts.
So, my dad was an attorney. Took a case against a PD halfway across the bay, the local PD started pulling the whole firm and our whole family over for nothing every day until we signed up for lessons at the karate dojo run by the police chief (paid bribes). We stopped getting pulled over. I got into the best shape of my life. The chief and half the force who were doing karate to climb the ranks faster sat around drinking bud lite every night after practice and dear gods i hate the smell of it.
The one plus of it is dad got us to learn how to handle ourselves around the police i guess.
Was the dojo Copra Kai?