This office has top notch, dedicated people who care about the county. They take their job…read moreseriously. Everybody is friendly and professional.

This is where you go to pick up your Conceal and carry card. It's also where 911 rings to. In this…read morelittle office are 2 front people. The process for conceal and carry, is this: Make the appointment, which is about 1 month behind. Then go to your appointment to begin your background check. They finger print you with a scanner, and send in your background to the FBI. It takes about 30 minutes at the office, then a 45 day wait. While I was waiting, I heard an ear full about the 911 calls coming through. Ridiculous some of them. I'd never want the job of 911 dispatcher. I'd go nuts listening to the intolerable buzzing from the phone for 12 hours. If you click on the website, it says it closes at 7:30, but my appointment was at 8:00 p.m. I had to call and confirm cause their closing time confused me. It is difficult to reach the sheriff office by phone. Right now they are located just off of Woods Chapel Road, down a winding road, to a gravel road, but they are moving to a building on 291. When they are moved, I will update my review. They are moving in January, should be before I go and pick up my card. Behind the building are a few tanks, and military vehicles. The building itself is larger than it looks, plus there's another building on the grounds. Out of the way and needs updated. Glad they are moving to a better building. But the people are very nice.

This is why people are willing to defund the police. Today I didn't stay on the line as the driver…read moreleft my line of sight. Usually, there are 15 minute wait times. They arrive 45 minutes later than you called. Weird to call me back twice when I no longer needed you. Good thing i wasn't shot. Better to call family and say goodbye than wait on hold for these useless operators to pick up.

On two occasions called 911 for a shooting and for a car break-in (about 14 months apart). Both…read moretimes they either didn answer at all or told me there would be a 2 hour wait before they could be out to the scene to do a report. Lady on the phone pretty much made me feel stupid for even calling them a few nights ago about my car break-in and told me to file a report online and there was nothing she could do over the phone (as in provide me a police report number for my insurance company). As if people are just walking around with their home offices with them. Completly useless.

Was pulled over for expired tags Yes, I knew it waiting to…read moreget my windshield fixed They treated me with respect and kindness, but I get it. They had to write a ticket. And dependence police have gotten a pretty rough rap and in the past, they probably deserved it Just wanted to stress officer byrum did his job perfectly thank you I'll get my tags fixed!

Useless department won't ever do anything or won't show up. I've had my boat hit given them the…read moreaddress to who did it and nothing has come from that. I've had guns pulled on me. They are not looking to help anyone

I have reported scams two times. The first time was a case of check washing in which I lost quite…read morea bit of money. A full report was taken at the station, and it was determined that the check was taken from the post office. That was the end of it. No follow up. Today I called to report a telephone scam. The girl who answered suggested that I don't answer unfamiliar numbers and hang up if I suspect a scam. No information was taken on the type of scam, phone number or other. Maybe scams are so prevalent that the police feel no need to check them out.

Today, I called the police because some attention-seeker was becoming dangerous and creating an…read moreangry scene. The police came and discussed with him how to better solve his emotional problems. The policeman was nice, informational, and gave helpful advice. He explained the consequences of certain irresponsible actions. The particular policeman who came was the one pictured in this article: http://www.leawood.org/police/careers.aspx.

Last week I graduated from the Fall 2024 Citizens Police Academy (CPA), and that's what prompted me…read moreto write this review. The CPA is a 12-week class that educates citizens about the mission undertaken by the men and women of the Lenexa Police Department. Each 3.5-hour, weekly class featured a different topic, different departments, and different presenters. I was really blown away by what I learned about all the various ways the LPD serves our city, the passion of the employees to protect and serve, and the quality of the facilities, leadership, vehicles, equipment, and more. I learned that there are other educational opportunities that the LPD offers Lenexa residents, including a ride-along program; a semi-annual, four-week use of force workshop; and a summer camp for tweens and teens. I intend to avail myself of some of those! Most of all, I came away with a greater respect for the difficult work these folks do, both physically and emotionally. It gave me more appreciation for the sacrifices they make on our behalf and a greater understanding of how much they deserve our support. I highly recommend this course for anyone considering a career in law enforcement, residents wanting a better idea of how your tax dollars are being used, and resources available to us at no expense (beyond our tax payments) to help prevent crime and keep ourselves safe. If you want to find out more, visit the LPD's Facebook page or website, or call community liaison Master Officer Danny Chavez at the non-emergency number.

I guess if I need to go to a police station these people are at least nice. I needed a copy of my…read morepolice report and they helped me out really quickly. They also helped me get my stolen motorcycle back so I have no complaints.

This police department offers poor assistance to people coming in for services. I was told via…read morephone by a secretary in the police records that fingerprints could be obtained from 12-4pm. I appeared roughly 5-10min before hand and walked to the police records window. There were two women seated here, one in late twenties and another in her late 50s - both were socializing casually giving me no attention to my matter. When greeted by the younger lady she could not verify whether I could obtain my prints at this time so she questioned the older one. The older lady came up and stated, "It's already past 4pm." I looked at my CORRECTLY timed watch and stated, "No, it says 3:55pm." Older lady counters by stating, "We go by our time here which shows 4:07pm." At this time I'm just thinking "WTF who would know that we go by YOUR time." Old lady continues and shared that the officers need to go to court by 4pm. I'm just thinking again to myself now that if this is the case what is the point for putting down end time at 4pm if someone shows up before the CORRECT time and gets no service. Might as well place the end time as 3:45pm. Jeez. Included in this whole bad relay of communication from their part was the fact that it would cost me $5 in cash. She had not told me this over the phone either. Point is: Be SPECIFIC and CLEAR about your services, particularly if you're asking for money in return. Rated 2/5. Not 1/5 just because they had pointed to a sign to clarify my process.

The police were willing to help me during our interaction. They offered to take me to the hospital…read moreto get checked out.

When Shadows Leave…read more My mind is numb my heart, hollow What becomes of me when my shadow won't follow When light fades to black and my life splits and cracks when the silence falls so deep not even the bravest dare to speak I retrace my steps toward my home but finding no solid ground only empty echo's that emanates from the loam generating no comfort from their sounds Was I ever truly whole or just this flicker of a dream a fragment trapped inside someone else's fraying seams The sun moves on the earth obeys its spin but something lost no longer breathes within Tongue of the Pit They slithered in silence, not claw, not chain-- But velvet of voice, and logic profane. A smile carved deep in a mask of the "just", They sifted my soul, turned marrow to dust. No fire, no pitchfork, no hellhound's cry-- Just questions coiled tight like a sharpened knife to end a life. They poured me like wine into a chalice of lies, And drank 'til I choked on my own alibis. "Tell us," they hissed, with candlelit grin, "You've nothing to fear, just speak of the sin." And speak I did, though I knew not the tale-- They whispered the plot, and I breathed out the veil. Our lives became their feast, Named by my tongue as the sacrificial beast. They sang our guilt with a serpent's tone, Binding our souls in a howl and a moan. Their glee was a growl, a purr in the dark-- They carved our fate with my coward's spark. Each word I gave, they forged into chains, 'Til truth lay drowned in infernal remains. Now I sit in a cell not built by stone, But shaped from regret I call my own. They wear my voice like a crown of soul, And howl in the dark where the end begins. I did not fall--I was lowered, slow. With every whisper, I helped them grow. And when the flames came licking the floor, It was my breath that opened the door. A Week in the Hollow They came not with mercy, but with silence so cold, Ripped my world apart, took my blood and my hold. My children, my wife--snatched from my hands, Thrown into shadows, stripped of all our plans. Left me alone in a house I despised, Walls closing in, where hope slowly died. No voice to plead, no friend in sight, Just time stretching endless, a slow-falling night. Endlessly waiting, an endless despair, Where every tick tightened, the noose in the air. They fed me the lies, whispered my guilt, Made my own heart bleed, my sanity wilt. They carved me from the man I once knew, Made me the villain, twisted and cruel. Each breath a burden, each thought a chain, Until all that remained was sorrow and pain. They stripped me of light, left only the worst, A hollowed-out ghost in the shadows accursed. And when the truth came, it wasn't my own-- It was the dark seed they had quietly sown. Hollow Hours A bereft in a prison of my own skin, No light, no love--just the darkness within. They took what I cherished, then left me to rot, In a house full of ghosts, in a world that forgot. I waited, I broke, I begged to be free, But freedom was never ever meant for me. They crafted my ruin, made sure it would stick, And turned my own mind against me, so fucking quick. They sowed seeds of hatred, deep in my chest, Fed doubts and poison, denied me rest. Whispers that twisted the truth into shame, Fanning a fire I couldn't name. Their venom seeped in, cold and slow-- A hatred I carried but didn't know. It grew in the silence, it fed on despair, Until I was no longer the person standing there. Not me, but the shadow they shaped with their lies, A man who believes he deserves his demise. And when the hate burned the last of my light, They smiled in the dark, eroding from sight.

Yeah so I went down there and told them if they could find the bag of meth I shoved deep up in my…read moreass they could test it all they want. During the search procedure I climaxed 3 time and each time I did I got all emotional with the police officer who was performing the search. I asked him to cuddle and stuff but he got furious and kept on going. It took him about an hour to realize there was no bag. Best evening ever. 10/10, will definitely visit again