Orleans Parish Assessor’s Office

I had a bad experience with Christopher Maurice (an inspector from this office, with a history as a violent NOPD Officer) – this man should never be in a public-facing role with the city.
This statement was taken from a complaint sent to my supervisor.

I was crouched down to install a paver next to my house.

A late-model Ford Mustang Mustang approached me, and it parked directly across my street.

A tall, casual-dressed man approached me.

He took photos of my house with a camera. He didn’t say anything.

At audible volume, I said “hello” and got no response.

I replied, “What’s the matter?” – no reply.

After a while, I asked him how he could help me.

I waited a moment, then he looked at me again and began taking pictures. He didn’t respond.

The man was completely nonresponsive. The man was completely unresponsive when I asked him why he took photos of my house.

The man said, “Because I can.” I asked him, “Who are you with?” I asked him, “Who are you with?” He replied, “The city.” I asked him, “Which department?” I asked him, “Which department?” He replied, “assessor.”

I said, “I don’t understand. What’s your name? What is the matter? He shouted, “I’m with the city!” and pulled a small plastic card attached to a lanyard from his neck.

From a distance between us (approx. It was approximately fifteen feet.

I asked, “What is this all about?” I asked, “What is this about?” The man became more hostile and agitated; he walked back to the car to retrieve something.

I felt threatened and confused.

He returned to the scene with a clipboard and shouted, “I don’t’ know who you’re.'”

I said, “What’s your name?” It was possible to calm down the situation and end any misgivings between the unidentified man and me.

“I was about to give you my card,” he said.

I waited, but he refused to provide any ID or card.

I asked him if he was coming to inspect my property. I asked him if he was here for an inspection.

I said, “So this is a surprise inspection?” The man flashed his clipboard at me and said, “says here you have completed repairs, I am here to inspect.”

I replied, “The permit was issued two days ago, and I haven’t paid for it yet. There’s’ nothing to inspect.”

He stared at me and indignantly threw both his hands into the air. Then he began to walk away.

I yelled, “what’s my name?” I stood up again and asked. He continued to walk.

The unidentified man dashed towards me shouting, “Lieutenant Maurice!”

Lt. Maurice reached for his back pocket and hurriedly took it out.

Based on Lt. Maurice’s audible and visible anger, I wondered if Lt. Maurice was looking for a weapon.

Lt. Maurice reached into his wallet to reveal an NOPD ID.

I replied, “so you’re an officer in the police force – is this your police business?” Lt. Maurice looked at me and rolled his eyes. Three feet away, he walked away.

I said, “strange way to do business.” Lt. Maurice got in his car and drove off.