So, I graduate May 6th with a BA in History. I was never sure what I wanted to do with my degree, I just knew I wanted to study history from the day I showed up. Now it's time to pick a career. I have a plan, and I want everybody's advice.
My mother is seriously ticked off about my choice. I'll say that right up front. None of us have fond feelings for my father (none of us talk to him), and I'm looking at the same career. Dad was a Dallas Police Officer for 18 years. For a long, long time, I despised cops. I had a bit of a problem distinguishing my father from his job. Something that entails as much as law enforcement will tend to permeate every aspect of your life, so whenever I saw a trait in an officer that reminded me of him, I had less than fuzzy feelings.
In the last four months, however, I have spent a good deal more time with some very close friends who work in the field. One fellow I went to school with is now a corrections officer. His father spent some years as a police officer, moved to corrections, and is now a P&P officer. Visiting them and talking about it, I began to separate the job from the man. I recognize a number of my father's traits in myself that made him a good cop, and I'm picking off the traits I got from him that make him a truly awful person as quickly as I see them. I ain't fallin' into the same hole he did.
I have no delusions about police work. While I haven't gone kicking in doors and busting pimps, I am intimately acquainted with the vast majority of the job. I know dad spent an inordinate amount of time doing paperwork. When I was very young, our "quality time" was sitting in his lap at the kitchen table while he wrote up a report for this, and filled out paperwork for that. I am fully aware that his job entailed hours upon hours of tedium and boredom, occasionally punctuated with brief moments of sheer terror.
On the other hand, I consider myself an above average communicator. I speak several languages reasonably well, and I have what I believe is a good command of the English language. My spelling isn't perfect, but it's better than average, and I know what a dictionary is. I rarely have trouble communicating with other people in written or spoken language. I am told that good communication skills are the most important thing an officer can have. I don't expect report writing to be a whole lot of fun, but I believe I'll do well.
I am also acutely aware of the family effects. I know all about the 0300 officer assist calls, the interrupted dinners, and the missed baseball games. I don't plan to have a family anytime soon, and I am aware enough of the family stresses that I will, hopefully, have the ability to balance work and home by the time a family comes along. I know it won't be easy, but I know I can at least do better than my father did.
I know it's tiring, boring, and sometimes dangerous. I know I will spend far too much time dealing with people who just barely register as human. I know I will spend far too much time dealing with those same people over and over again. I know I will deal with other officers, some of whom have little more than a pulse to offer. I think I can handle it.
Most importantly, I feel that it is what I should be doing, and I believe I have something to give.
So, what are your thoughts? I am open to both affirmation and criticism, so let me have it.