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Yes, this happens. And yes, the Rider/Passenger with the Uber Account used is responsible for compensation.If Uber charges a Cleaning Fee and how much is not up to the Driver but at the discretion of an Uber Customer Service Representative (CSR).If it does not seem that bad, the driver may get out his own cleaning supplies and try to clean up the mess so he can continue working the rest of the day/night. The car is how the driver conducts business.If it looks like it won't just be a quick clean up, then to report the mess to Uber, the driver must1) Take photos to prove the extent of the mess. The more from various angles the better,2) Not continue driving immediately but wait at least one hour.3) File a report to Uber along with photos and if a professional cleaning service was used, a receipt.I've had a few minor "getting sick", food spills, drink spills, and even one "A-hole" who had chewing tobaco (I did not know) and spilled some of his spit/chaw on my seat (A-hole).  I cleaned these up myself. In one case, the guy that got sick apologized and tipped me all the cash he had in his wallet - a big $23.I've only had one serious case of "getting sick".  It ended a night of driving for me, took me 1-1/2 hours of cleaning at 1am, and then a trip to a professional car cleaning service the next day. Yes, it was that bad.  I got US$200 at that time and it was not worth it; I lost money since I had to pay for the cleaning service and lost a night and the next day worth of driving time.If you are a student, you might consider this a learning experience on your journey to becoming a responsible adult.  This doesn't mean that if you are charged what you feel is "too much" you don't or shouldn't ask Uber to explain the charge. But yes, compensating the driver for the mess is just common sense.  Welcome to the adult world.

I was a bit violent here, so I’ll not reveal my identity.But, some background first, I’m a buff male over 2 meters tall and back then I used to weight more than 100 kilograms. My weight is not composed of fat, it’s composed of muscle and generally I’m not someone you want to see yourself in a fight with, especially if you’re skinny/unarmed/not ready for a fight generally.I was with my mother in Paris, visiting her sister, or my aunt. We’re Irish and she lives there, because she’s married there.Unfortunately, we arrived far too early and my mother’s sister was not present just yet, we decided to eat in some Paris restaurant and I told my mother to go inside, order me whatever she orders for herself and I’ll be back, after I finish smoking my cigar.The waiter, a skinny dark-haired 19 year old boy refused to serve my Mom because she wanted to order in English, he refused service and when I entered the restaurant after my cigar, I heard him hurling insults at her, calling her a ‘Whore’, ‘English bitch’ and other insults. Unknown to him, and to everyone there, I am a certified French-English translator and I told him in English to serve the lady because she’s clearly not being impolite.He hurled insults at me too, calling me a ‘big fat ugly American’ (first time someone calls me an American). In that moment I grabbed him by his shirt and told him in French ‘I speak French too, maggot’. In that exact moment, he became pale and started sweating uncontrollably, he was not prepared for a fight and was afraid I could rip him apart, I simply told him in French ‘Call someone less of a bitch than you, and that can actually serve food’.It was my first time in Paris, and I would have never believed that Parisians would be so rude to foreigners. In other towns, the French were not only polite, but also helpful, but Parisiens (pardon my generalization) made me hate the city of Paris, and I hope I never visit that place again.

This varies with the community where the crimes occur. Factors affecting the report/prosecution rate include:Citizen expectations--in high-crime communities, people resign themselves to being victimized, kind of a "crime fatigue." Fear of reprisal--in a community with a strong "don't snitch" ethic, people will refrain from reporting crime because they fear retaliation for doing so. Availability of resources--the police will take the crime report, but how much investigative effort is expended depends on how heavy the existing case load is. Most police agencies have a loss threshold, below which they will not commit crime scene investigation resources. In a small town with little crime, the theft of your $300 lawn mower from your back yard shed might get you everything the department has to offer (which might not be much, but it's what they can provide), but in Detroit right now, they'll probably mail you a form to fill out and be done with it. Resources at the prosecutorial level have an effect, as well. Most prosecutor's offices won't file on cases below a certain threshold, even if the crime is technically a felony under state law. Where that threshold lies is a matter of office policy. Victimization surveys count the number of crimes that have taken place, not those that are reported. The ratio varies with time and place, but generally speaking, there are at least three times as many crimes taking place as reported to the police. This is especially true of property crimes, which are the least likely to be reported.

I am a retired Deputy Sheriff. Many years ago I was working in North Lake Tahoe. My beat included a very well known ski resort. My shift was from 1600 hours to 0200 hours. When I reported to work I was assigned to look into a report of a missing 23-year-old female. She had been missing since about 0030 hours the night before. The season was late winter and the weather was very inclement and almost blizzard-like. The boyfriend told me she was wearing only jeans, and a light leather jacket. The last person to see her was her boyfriend. He said that she and he and and a couple friends had been drinking and partying at the above mentioned ski resort. As they were heading to the parking lot the young lady and her boyfriend were arguing about her drinking to excess. He said she got angry, threw the car keys at him and ran off across the parking lot.The boyfriend said he planned to get the car and then hopefully pick her up walking on a two-lane road heading out of the ski resort. He said he looked for her in the parking lot and on the two-lane road for an hour looking without success. He then contacted the state trooper’s office and explained what happened. This law enforcement agency then told him it sounded like a lovers’ spat and she was likely staying with a friend. Moreover, he was advised she was an adult and not considered missing for the first 24 hours. He did not tell this agency that she was very intoxicated and new to the area without any other friends or relatives in the area and dressed very lightly for the weather conditions.The boyfriend then waited for the next morning hoping she would show up. When she didn’t he contacted my sheriff’s office. When I got the case I hired a private search team with search dogs. It took about 6 hours before the dogs found her. She was found laying in a creek adjacent to the two-lane road heading away from the resort. The water was freezing and only about 6 inches deep. It appeared she had laid down and fallen asleep in the water due to her deep state of intoxication. She was frozen solid and died due to exposure.It was very tragic. She had just graduated from college and had gotten her first job at a ski resort in the accounting department. She was young and beautiful and had her whole life ahead of her. The only bit of wisdom I can glean from this experience is no matter how angry you may be with someone do not let this anger stop you from allowing a vulnerable person to leave your sight. Always be there to help. The weather was snowy and inclement. It was late at night/early morning. She was extremely inebriated and not dressed for the conditions. This tragedy was completely avoidable.

When my brother and I were little kids we minded ourselves after school. We didn’t have a microwave, so naturally, we learned to cook at a very early age.We kids learned a lot from watching cooking shows on PBS. I remember one day seeing a program instructing people how to make fry bread. We loved fry bread! The recipe seemed so simple that even a nine-year-old could pull it off.We assembled the ingredients, then mixed up a batch of dough which looked, satisfyingly enough, like the stuff they made on the t.v. Dumping oil into a skillet and cranking up the heat, we waited for the oil to come to a slight bubble as instructed.I was much too small to signNow the stove. I climbed up onto the countertop and sat, perched over the molten hot, sizzling pan with my tongs at the ready, plopping the floury dough into the sizzling oil beneath me.I held on to the lip of the cabinets with my free hand in order to keep my balance, as the dough cooked and puffed up in the tsignNowerous oil. The dough patties turned a pleasing golden-brown when they were finished. Oil popped out and twinged my skin occasionally, but I endured.Easy-peasy.My brother stood by, with plates lined with signNow towels to soak up the extra grease as I passed down the piping hot pastries with tongs, assembly-line style.We had pounds of flour, gallons of oil, a few boxes of baking powder and loads of salt. Our project continued well into the evening until every bit of oil was soaked up and the kitchen started to get smoked out; bits of fry bread—charcoaled, blackened flour debris—were left floating in the nearly flash-point roiling oil. The kitchen was coated in a thin sheen as my brother began to skate across the grease-slickened floors with his loaded plates.Thankfully, that is the moment mother walked in the door.She immediately rushed over, pulled me off the counter and took the skillet off the heat before it burst into flames.“We made dinner, mommy!”Plates of fry bread covered every available surface. Stacks of frybread were piled on the counters three-plates deep. When we ran out of plates to stack our fry bread on, we used frying pans. When we ran out of those, we simply took to stacking them on cardboard boxes in the dining room. When we ran out of surfaces in the dining room, we transported the crusty pastries to our rooms. Not all off them made it to a plate. Some had accidentally slipped off during transport and had been neglected on the floor. The dog had already eaten her fill of the discards and had found a quiet corner to hide away and nurse her belly ache.The place looked like a Dunkin' Donuts after a hurricane.We'd used every single utensil we had during our project, every wooden spoon, spatula, cake server, tea strainer, egg separator, chopsticks and even the cheese graters and can openers. Neither one of us had cooked with hot oil before; it took some experimenting before we discovered which tools were the most useful.The sink was filled to overflowing with dirty dishes. We didn't have a dish washer back then. Everything would need to be washed by hand.Empty cardboard tubes, from an entire wholesale supply of discounted signNow towels, were discarded in every corner on the floor where they'd rolled out of the overflowing trash bag.Flour covered every surface— the floor, countertops, even the ceiling. Tiny white-floured fingerprints covered the cabinetry, doorknobs, light switches, chairs and refrigerator— the house looked like a crime scene, white-dusted for prints. A fine-flour mist hung in the air.The floor was covered in a grease layer. Slippery. Disgusting. The ceiling directly underneath the stove had a brown spot, which proved to be permanent, even after mother tried mopping it off with pine cleaner.This is the scene which greeted my mother after a hard day's work. Mother's shoulders slumped when she saw our mess. Who can blame her? Single mother on a fixed income. Hard working mother— and to come home to that mess?But she wasn't angry with us.She sat down to dinner, and feasted on our fry bread (with butter and honey) and then, like all good mothers would do, she told us it was the best fry bread she had ever eaten in her entire life.She cleaned up our mess, which took hours past her bedtime. She must have been exhausted at work the next day.Months later, she enrolled us in a cooking class at the college—College For Kids, Culinary Adventure—where we learned to create several other messes in the kitchen for her to clean up afterwards.Fry bread recipe—(don't knead too much)4 cups all-purpose flour1 tablespoon baking powder4 cups shortening for frying1/2 teaspoon salt1 1/2 cups warm waterForm into dough patties and fry in skillet until golden-brown.

First off, I want to be clear that I was smart with this murder. I made no records of anything- not written, typed, nor spoken. All of the planning happened in entirely in my head and was perfected over the course of months. During the murder I wore a biohazard suit I bought several states over with a fake identity and a disguise, payed for in cash that I had only ever touched with gloves. I took care to not leave any footprints on the scene, but in case I messed up I wore shoes three sizes too big. I made sure my victim was the only one at home when I killed him and carefully surveyed the security of every house within a three block radius to make sure I wouldn't be caught on camera, but made my biohazard suit look as normal as possible and took care to walk differently in case I was seen or caught on camera despite my careful preparation. This kind of careful redundancy pervaded every pre-planned step, twitch, and breath.…Before I go on, I promise I'm not going to kill someone. Pinky promise. Please don't take me :(So anyway, my victim was tranqued then suffocated, there is no blood. There was no time for a scuffle and the body did not even have time to hit the floor before I caught it and stuffed it into a large tightly sealed bag. I put it into the trunk of my rented car (rented from as far away as I could get in the same state so the plates wouldn’t arouse suspicion) and drive home. I switch the body into my own car, leaving the rental in my garage, then get in and drive off south. I’m going to a special place I’ve set up in a field near nowhere. There, in a small rickety shack near the edge of the tall, windswept grass are the materials I have been collecting over the past year.In total, I have:5–6 large pressure cookers5–6 car batteriesA ropeTwo large steel vatsA shovelA mortar and pestleA strainerEnough lye to fill the pressure cookersA good hunting knifeA lighterGasolineConcrete mixApproximately 1 gal. size vacuum sealable bagsSome items, including a pressure cooker and a shovel, I requested as gifts from my family and friends for my birthday and Christmas. Others, such as old car batteries and lye, I bought over a wide geographic area using good ol’ untraceable cash and fake identities. A few, like the rope and the lighter, I stole. I start by draining the body of blood. I take it out of its bag and hang it up by its feet inside the shack, positioning a metal vat below to collect the blood. I use the knife to cut the carotid arteries on either side of the neck. While I'm waiting for the blood to drain, I hook the pressure cookers up to the batteries and start reviewing the cover story for my absence.Officially, I'm in the mountains hiking the Appalachian Trail. I recently drove out west with my phone and turned it off, so that according to the gps on the device I went into the mountains and disappeared off the face of the planet. I hired a guide to start my trip tomorrow, about 75 miles north of where I left my phone. If I do it right, no one will be able to tell I wasn't where I said I was.After a few hours, the blood is completely drained and collected in the basin. It’s about noon. Perfect. I cut the body up into steak-sized pieces and divide it evenly between the pressure cookers. I put the pressure cookers on the hottest setting I can and wait. After about 4 hours, the flesh is completely dissolved and only bones are left. I take the stew and pour it into the metal vat with the blood, straining out the bones and adding the rest of the lye to make sure it's all dissolved. I take the bones and put them into the other vat. Taking a large stone, I break the bones up as small as I can get, then grind the remains to dust with my mortar and pestle. The bone dust is put into a plastic vacuum sealed bag, and the opening is melted shut with the lighter. The same treatment is given to the liquidated flesh and lye mixture. I take all but one of the bags and put them in a larger bag, also sealed, in case one of the smaller bags break. The last bag of victim stew I hide right there. First I dig a hole minimum 4 feet deep. After that, I mix about a pound of concrete and pour half into the hole. I put my bag in and cover it with the rest of the concrete, then fill the hole. I don't need to wait for the concrete to dry before covering it up- I'm on a time crunch and the concrete will dry on its own. Later, this is how the remaining bags will be treated, buried at different points along the A. T. and random deserted roads.At this point I've been awake for approximately thirty six hours straight.Before I leave the scene, I have to do one last thing. I take down the rope and soak it in gasoline. I coat the insides of the pressure cookers with gasoline, and pour the rest into the vat that contained the blood. The pressure cookers are placed inside the vat, and the rope acts as a fuse. When I light it, I want it to look like this- Idiot Uses Gasoline To Burn Some Branches In His Backyard. The remaining bloody residue will be turned to ash, and the vats and pressure cookers sterilized. The day is coming to a close, but I still have a long drive ahead of me. I need to get all the way to the east coast as fast as possible. I drive to the nearest gas station and buy some energy drugs. High on caffeine and adrenaline, I begin my odyssey.

First of all, it is quite rare for the detectives to be the first to respond to a crime scene.  It is only after patrol officers have determined that the scope of the investigation is beyond their area (or their supervisor wants to divest himself of the responsibility for continuing the investigation) that detectives are called to respond.  The crime scene then becomes their responsibility and they establish what has believed to have occurred and request personnel to preserve and gather evidence, identify suspects and witnesses, seek out additional possible witnesses (the cliched "neighborhood canvas") and perhaps assist relatives or associates of the victim(s) if there are any... victims and/or other people present.What ensues and how the detectives act is then entirely dependent on the circumstances of the incident. If there is no suspect present but one has been identified the detectives will engage in attempting to locate that person(s) and engage patrol officers as needed to assist.If there is a suspect present I usually preferred to have patrol officers make an arrest (or I would make the arrest) and take the suspect to the police station, book him in and put him in a holding cell. Once I was no longer needed at the crime scene I would go back to the station, obtain some background on the suspect (criminal history at least) and then attempt to interrogate.One of the primary concerns of a detective in the early stages of an investigation is to make sure proper procedures are followed by all in order to avoid tainting the investigation or evidence chain of custody that would impede later prosecution. This responsibility at a crime scene is one of the reasons that patrol supervisors are usually more than happy to turn the scene over to detectives as soon as possible.

As a former female officer I can tell you that all of these detectives with glossy lips, perfect hair, tight trousers and high heels are a male fantasy. No one is coming to work in expensive leather high heels when they might end up stepping in something disgusting or tramping through an outdoor crime scene where footing is unsure.Browbeating a confession from someone is TV drama not reality. There are many “interviews” and far fewer TV style “interrogations.”Regular officers or multiple detectives speaking with the press is not typical. It’s a device in TV scripts. Most agencies have a designated spokesperson whether it is the chief of a 2-person department or a public affairs trooper/officer with the state police or a larger city/county department.Shooting while using only the car door as protection is not recommended or common. We knew even back in the 1980s that placing a whole vehicle between ourselves and bullets was better than one relatively thin piece of car sheet metal in a door. In particular, a rifle round will drill through a car door like a hot knife through butter. A car door may provide some minimal “concealment” but not “cover” that protects one from being shot.Speaking of getting shot, it doesn't fling a person several feet or toss them into a wall if they are shot by a handgun. Being shot is not instant and dramatic death most of the time, so officers are not going to fire one shot, watch a subject fly to the ground and casually walk over and kick the gun out of their hand. In fact, most people survive being shot by a handgun once or twice unless it hits them in just the right spot or shock kills them.No reasonable officer is going to expect their car to defy the laws of physics, so trying to jump them over ditches, off bridges and even over a curb at high speed is TV nonsense. In addition, departments do not like their equipment being destroyed, so negative consequences will likely follow abusing it including days off without pay or even termination.TV cops apparently have extra storage in their legs, so they can drink coffee all day, eat odd street foods or greasy diner junk and never need a toilet, ever. Therefore, the overnight stake out with one lone cop, piles of empty coffee cups and food wrappers littering a department issued vehicle just isn't real life. People work in teams or multiple teams, shifts, etc. They take breaks even if irregular or brief. There are even radio codes that basically mean I'm going into a restroom, so leave me alone for a while unless no one else can manage some emergency.

NOOOOOOO. You are talking to a military romance scammer. I received an email from the US Army that directly answers your question that is pasted below please keep reading.I believe you are the victim of a military Romance Scam whereas the person you are talking to is a foreign national posing as an American Soldier claiming to be stationed overseas on a peacekeeping mission. That's the key to the scam they always claim to be on a peacekeeping mission.Part of their scam is saying that they have no access to their money that their mission is highly dangerous.If your boyfriend girlfriend/future husband/wife is asking you to do the following or has exhibited this behavior, it is a most likely a scam:Moves to private messaging site immediately after meeting you on Facebook or SnapChat or Instagram or some dating or social media site. Often times they delete the site you met them on right after they asked you to move to a more private messaging siteProfesses love to you very quickly & seems to quote poems and song lyrics along with using their own sort of broken language, as they profess their love and devotion quickly. They also showed concern for your health and love for your family.Promises marriage as soon as he/she gets to state for leave that they asked you to pay for.They Requests money (wire transfers) and Amazon, iTune ,Verizon, etc gift cards, for medicine, religious practices, and leaves to come home, internet access, complete job assignments, help sick friend, get him out of trouble, or anything that sounds fishy.The military does provide all the soldier needs including food medical Care and transportation for leave. Trust me, I lived it, you are probably being scammed. I am just trying to show you examples that you are most likely being connned.Below is an email response I received after I sent an inquiry to the US government when I discovered I was scammed. I received this wonderful response back with lots of useful links on how to find and report your scammer. And how to learn more about Romance Scams.Right now you can also copy the picture he gave you and do a google image search and you will hopefully see the pictures of the real person he is impersonating. this doesn't always work and take some digging. if you find the real person you can direct message them and alert them that their image is being used for scamming.Good Luck to you and I'm sorry this may be happening to you. please continue reading the government response I received below it's very informative.   You have contacted an email that is monitored by the U.S. Army Criminal Investigation Command. Unfortunately, this is a common concern. We assure you there is never any reason to send money to anyone claiming to be a Soldier online. If you have only spoken with this person online, it is likely they are not a U.S. Soldier at all. If this is a suspected imposter social media profile, we urge you to report it to that platform as soon as possible. Please continue reading for more resources and answers to other frequently asked questions:  How to report an imposter Facebook profile: Caution-https://www.facebook.com/help/16... < Caution-https://www.facebook.com/help/16... >   Answers to frequently asked questions:  - Soldiers and their loved ones are not charged money so that the Soldier can go on leave.  - Soldiers are not charged money for secure communications or leave.  - Soldiers do not need permission to get married.  - Soldiers emails are in this format: john.doe.mil@mail.mil < Caution-mailto: john.doe.mil@mail.mil > anything ending in .us or .com is not an official email account.  - Soldiers have medical insurance, which pays for their medical costs when treated at civilian health care facilities worldwide – family and friends do not need to pay their medical expenses.  - Military aircraft are not used to transport Privately Owned Vehicles.  - Army financial offices are not used to help Soldiers buy or sell items of any kind.  - Soldiers deployed to Combat Zones do not need to solicit money from the public to feed or house themselves or their troops.  - Deployed Soldiers do not find large unclaimed sums of money and need your help to get that money out of the country.  Anyone who tells you one of the above-listed conditions/circumstances is true is likely posing as a Soldier and trying to steal money from you.  We would urge you to immediately cease all contact with this individual.  For more information on avoiding online scams and to report this crime, please see the following sites and articles:   This article may help clarify some of the tricks social media scammers try to use to take advantage of people: Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/61432/< Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/61432/>   CID advises vigilance against 'romance scams,' scammers impersonating Soldiers  Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/180749 < Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/180749 >   FBI Internet Crime Complaint Center: Caution-http://www.ic3.gov/default.aspx< Caution-http://www.ic3.gov/default.aspx>   U.S. Army investigators warn public against romance scams: Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/130...< Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/130...>   DOD warns troops, families to be cybercrime smart -Caution-http://www.army.mil/article/1450...< Caution-http://www.army.mil/article/1450...>   Use caution with social networking  Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/146...< Caution-https://www.army.mil/article/146...>    Please see our frequently asked questions section under scams and legal issues. Caution-http://www.army.mil/faq/ < Caution-http://www.army.mil/faq/ > or visit Caution-http://www.cid.army.mil/ < Caution-http://www.cid.army.mil/ >.  The challenge with most scams is determining if an individual is a legitimate member of the US Army. Based on the Privacy Act of 1974, we cannot provide this information. If concerned about a scam you may contact the Better Business Bureau (if it involves a solicitation for money), or local law enforcement. If you're involved in a Facebook or dating site scam, you are free to contact us direct; (571) 305-4056.   If you have a social security number, you can find information about Soldiers online at Caution-https://www.dmdc.osd.mil/appj/sc... < Caution-https://www.dmdc.osd.mil/appj/sc... > . While this is a free search, it does not help you locate a retiree, but it can tell you if the Soldier is active duty or not.  If more information is needed such as current duty station or location, you can contact the Commander Soldier's Records Data Center (SRDC) by phone or mail and they will help you locate individuals on active duty only, not retirees. There is a fee of $3.50 for businesses to use this service. The check or money order must be made out to the U.S. Treasury. It is not refundable. The address is:  Commander Soldier's Records Data Center (SRDC) 8899 East 56th Street Indianapolis, IN 46249-5301 Phone: 1-866-771-6357  In addition, it is not possible to remove social networking site profiles without legitimate proof of identity theft or a scam. If you suspect fraud on this site, take a screenshot of any advances for money or impersonations and report the account on the social networking platform immediately.  Please submit all information you have on this incident to Caution-www.ic3.gov < Caution-http://www.ic3.gov > (FBI website, Internet Criminal Complaint Center), immediately stop contact with the scammer (you are potentially providing them more information which can be used to scam you), and learn how to protect yourself against these scams at Caution-http://www.ftc.gov < Caution-http://www.ftc.gov > (Federal Trade Commission's website)

The adjective forensic describes scientific methods used to investigate crimes. If you're looking for forensic evidence, you're using your scientific know-how to find proof that will help solve crimes. The adjective forensic comes from the Latin word forensis, meaning \u201cin open court\u201d or \u201cpublic.\u201d

Lists of 'forensic disciplines' are usually a mixture of scientific fields, tasks, occupations and services such as anthropology, ballistics, biology/DNA, chemical criminalistics, clandestine laboratories, crime scene examination, document examination, fingerprints, illicit drug analysis, computer forensics, digital ...

Forensics is the scientific aspect of criminal investigations. A forensic report simply and succinctly summarizes the substantive evidence in a criminal case. Forensic report writing can be difficult as it usually demands analyses of technical data presented in a readable, easy-to-follow format.

To write a police report, you should include the time, date, and location of the incident you're reporting, as well as your name and ID number and any other officers that were present. You should also include a thorough description of the incident, like what brought you to the scene and what happened when you arrived.

Stick to the facts and not insert your opinions. Be descriptive and detailed. Use quotes from witnesses, victims and suspects when possible. Write in plain language so that anyone reading the report can easily understand it. Be concise in your writing and only include relevant information.