It has been awhile since I gave all my followers some news, so I thought we would play catch up. Work is still work. Very boring working night shift 12 hour shifts rotating. My boss came to me and told me I was going to be able to go to permanent days I was so excited, but that idea fell through when another coworker told her that if she puts her on nights she will quit. Needless to say I am still on nights. I hate it!
My friend Mitch here at work told me last Thursday that I should get back into school with him, and take English class with him. Well the class started yesterday, so I had to go to FCCJ on Friday and try to get everything taken care of. That was an ordeal in itself. I have been a student at FCCJ since I graduated in 1999. I was unsure what I wanted to do back then. I would sign up and withdrawal from classes all the time, however, I managed to complete one semester back a few years ago. With all the withdrawling and just not going to class the lady told me I would have to pay out of state tuition to take the class I was signing up for. I was like ok never thinking it would be as much as it was..... CRAZY plain crazy the cost of that class. So I will be finishing the class this time. Sure is different when the money comes out of your pocket not daddy's! I am also taking another class that starts March 2nd. Going for my A.S. degree in Criminal Justice. yeah, yeah.. following Daddy kind of. No police academy for me though :)
With dad being a cop my whole life my heart as been in law enforcement. I rode with him so much when I was younger. I knew all the codes before I even started to work for the Sheriffs Office. I loved my job at Nassau SO. I was very good at what I did and I miss it a lot. I loved being on the other side of that radio. Who wouldn't love telling a team full of guys what to do all night long. haha.. no seriously, I really loved the job. Being able to help someone on the other end of the phone, reassuring them that help is on the way. Telling a husband how to perform CPR on his wife, listening to the breaths of a woman hiding in a bedroom from her father who has a gun yelling at her mother in the other room, sending firemen to a burning house, police pursuits that lead to one of your officers being shot, to the little old lady that didn't have anyone so she called just to chit chat. There were so many calls that will never leave my head or my heart. Everyone said and continues to say I was one of the best, but I was looked over for promotions and just got tired of all the crap. Dad says I couldn't handle all the politics. I say I just wish it was fair, but life is not fair, yada, yada, ya.
I ended up leaving the S.O. and have been with the Airport Police now for almost two years. The money is better, but it is so boring. The airport pays you back 100% your tuition. I might as well use my down time to get a free degree out of it. I should have finished a long time ago, but here is to a new start in finishing college.
Plans for the next few months:
Vegas in February
My Birthday in March
Nashville in April
Always on the go. Loving life!
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I'm proud of you. Going back to school. A new start. Determining to stick with it.
And that paragraph about being a dispatcher was beautifully written.
Go get 'em, girl.
Love you,
Aunt Jean
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