So, since people asked for it, here is what happened during the Super Bowl and the Eagles Parade afterward.
Our betters told my squad that we were going to be out during the Super Bowl. It was fantastic, sitting outside in 25 degrees simply walking around, hoping we could get warm.
My group was supposed to be in front of City Hall, until a female captain told us to ignore City Hall and leave City Hall unprotected. The captain told us that we should be doing crowd control. That's nowhere near what we would be doing there, because we were in plain clothes. We all have firearms, but nothing else. I assumed they thought we'd start fighting against the crowd.
We were on the line for twelve hours. They did allow us to get some food because the FOP gave us literally nothing.
We made it through the Super Bowl, and at first we were told we would not be going to the Eagles Parade. Then the evening before the parade, we were told we were working the parade.
So now a lot of us were pissed. I was still really sick from the Super Bowl, but I dragged myself to work at 5:45am, and I told the supervisors that I could do a little bit, since I was running with a 102 fever.
The last out detectives all said,
"Why are you here? You're top dog in your squad."
I think my supervisor must have heard the last out guys, and called me over to him. He looked at me and said, "Go home." I said, "I can hack it." The supervisor ignored it and said, "Go home."
I went home, laid in bed for much of the day, since I hadn't been able to get real sleep for three days. I appreciated the gesture, and it was nice of him.
Oh, while I'm here, there was a sighting of everyone's favorite detective. I was walking out of the division as he was walking in. I walked past him, and asks me,
"Where are you going?" I said, the supervisor sent me home. I am running a 102 fever.
As if I was faking it.
I should be good to go by Tuesday or Wednesday, since I'm sure my coworkers must be annoyed by my constant sneezing and coughing.