NYPD – 6th Precinct

. I want to make a «donation» to the…“policeman’s fund” as a charitable gift… say in the amount of twenty?

the cops/​detectives here are virtually useless if you’re dealing with any kind of petty larceny. save yourself the time and the headache and just resign yourself to the fact that no one will do anything to help. they won’t investigate, but they will waste about an hour of your time. and depending on who you encounter, they might also be rude and distracted.

I came to file a report after my cell phone was stolen. I met first with the woman at the front desk who was helpful and listened to my entire story while taking notes for the report. They then directed me to the detective, who took additional notes. The next day, a very help sergeant called to follow up and close out the report. I appreciated the fact that even though it was a very minor crime, they completed all the applicable paperwork and made me feel as though my case would get attention.

I called requesting information and the woman who answered was incredibly patient and lovely to speak with. She encouraged me to come down to the station to speak with an officer. Upon arrival I spoke to another woman behind the front desk and she too was trying to help me and was very kind.
The sergeant however was not. He was rude to me and to his staff. I hope I never have ANOTHER crime committed AGAINST me because he was horrible to interact with and made me feel like the criminal when I was the victim. Horrible.
That being said both woman were lovely and I am thankful for their service and assistance.

Surprisingly, I’ve had another brush with the law; actually, I’m still on the right side of it.
I was sitting waiting for the M8 bus yesterday and clearing some text messages off my phone when a teenage thug-​in-​training swooped in, grabbed my phone, hit me in the chest, and ran west toward the river. He rounded the corner and disappeared. I was like, «Wha??? [Expletive] you!»
The man waiting for the bus with me let me use his phone to call 911 («You gotta report this,» he said) and some officers from the 6^th Precinct picked me up. I hadn’t seen the guy’s face, only the back of his T-​shirt (pink,) but we cruised around the park before we gave up.
It’s crazy; I don’t understand what the kid wanted with my phone, but I guess they were taking anything they could get their hands on in hopes it was an iPhone. (Supposedly there’s been a rash of robberies like this lately in the West Village.) As soon as I got the chance, I reported it stolen to my phone company and it was blocked – stupid kid.
The Sixth Precinct has been great in all of this – efficient and professional. Wonder what they’re like when a real crime occurs – but I don’t wanna go there.
If that’s as bad as it gets, I’ll live with it; I wasn’t hurt, and the single item taken was totally replaceable.

After getting mugged and thwarting the mugger, the officers from this precinct took me to the station to get my account of the incident. The officers were very nice to me, making sure I got back my much needed money that I had just retrieved from the ATM before I got mugged. I got my wallet back without anything missing. They were kind enough to let me use their facilities and making sure I was safe especially since I am still using my cane. They let me used the desk phone at the front to call my mother to let her know why I was three hours late. Thankfully the mugger was caught and arrested thanks to eyewitnesses.