Resolutions

Chris resolved that this year he was going to be a better copper, a proper detective.  He would write this down in his notebook when he could remember where he’d left it.

 

Ray resolved that despite all the aggravation he gave him, he would be nicer to that pain in the neck Tyler, at least once a day, starting next month.

 

Sam resolved that he would be more tolerant of his colleagues and their prehistoric behaviour, except for Ray who didn’t deserve any tolerance at all.

 

And Gene, well, if you’re perfect then you don’t need to resolve to improve anyway.