January 5, 2011

My First Day

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After graduating from the academy, I was ready to take on the world or at least every criminal in my city. I had my uniform squared away with pressed sleeves and shined brass. My reports were stacked neatly in my metal report box, right next to a fresh tag book. Next up were three months of Field Training.

I asked to be assigned to the Central District. I was so excited to be working the same area I grew up in. On my first day, I arrived early, got my locker assigned, and found my seat at the end of the roll call table. Everything was fine until five minutes before roll call, my FTO walked in, looked down at my gun belt, and said,

“Take that damn club off your belt.”

She meant my Maglite flashlight that was almost as long as my arm. It was mandatory in the academy.

I quickly whipped my gun belt off and tried to slide all my leather gear around, but the Velcro on the inside and the tight leather made it nearly impossible. Everyone was watching me, salty dogs and rookies alike. I was trying not to let my shaking hands show as I jerked and pushed the tight leather gear around. Panic was rising inside me, but I just focused on getting that darn thing off my belt. I finally managed to slide the smaller Streamlight Stinger in its place. I sat back down at the roll call table, this time next to my FTO. I caught Officer Salk looking at me, but then he looked away.

Years later, while hanging out after work with our shift and having a beer in the parking lot, Officer Salk told me that when he looked at me across the table that day, I was white as a ghost. He said he felt bad for me because he knew something I didn’t know at the time, I had been assigned the hardest female FTO on our police department.

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Author’s note: I decided with the start of the new year, I would get back into writing my life stories, whether it be about my career, my childhood, or my present day. This was the first piece of memoir I felt inspired to write. Maybe because after 15 years on the force, I can’t help but smile at the naive rookie I was back then on my first day. I did post this on my other blog too.

19 comments:

blueviolet said...

I would have been quaking in my boots from that day on. I can't help but think that in spite of her toughness, it ended up being a good thing for you...but we'll see...I hope!

Formerly known as Frau said...

You are an excellent writer I could feel the nervousness in your words. Love hearing your life stories!

Neva Flores said...

What a wonderful story you have shared........

Kelli @ RTSM said...

The first day at a new job is always so scary! I can image being called out in front of everyone made it even worse!

Brian Miller said...

nice. gotta love first days...and those that want to make a point of you on them...smiles.

Austin said...

This is a great story! My friend at the local PD here has great ones to tell all the time as well.

Very well written, as if I could see it happening.

Momma Hen said...

It seems that FTO in big departments is SO different than what Mike experienced. Glad you made it through!

SouthernSass said...

You are a very talented writer, and I had no idea what you did professionally. Thank you for sharing and I look forward to reading more! Also, thank you and to all of our men and women in law enforcement - you risk so much in order to protect and save others!

Ginny Marie said...

Oh, that first day of work is so nerve-wracking! It was probably a good thing you didn't know your FTO was so tough. (although it didn't take long to figure it out!)

Amy said...

Oh this is a great way to look back at your life.. I loved reading your story.. It made me smile also.. Have a great day..

Laura said...

Being the new kids is never easy!!

I think going back and writing life stories is a great idea, can't wait to read them.

Yanet @ 3 Sun Kissed Boys said...

Great story! But I can top it. My husband is a PO as well, first day reporting to work he rear-ended somebody. The officer that reported to the scene asked him where he was headed to which my husband responded "to your station, sir". Our car was undrivable (is that a word?) so the officer was gracious enough to give my husband a ride to the station. That officer ended up being my husband's FTO.

RaD said...

I thought I had a sense of deja vu!

Marydon said...

Never fails, does it! Love your stories, CM ... glad you are back 'in the mood'.

Have a beautiful eve, hugs to you all ...
Me

Becky said...

Oh this is going to be a neat journey to read and watch unfold!

Someone I know is going to be on the new TLC program that starts next Thursday called Police Woman of Cincinnati, and I am SO excited for her. I can't wait to watch!!!!

Emmy said...

Oh this was awesome to read! You are a good writer. So glad you are sharing this. I would have been white and ten shades of red at the same time.

Claudia said...

i was always wondering what kind of work you are doing - now i know - really cool - thanks for sharing..

-teri said...

You have such an incredible blend of characteristics and gifts. I marvel at at your courage and softness. I hope you are doing well and had a wonderful Christmas. I love your Christmas card- Sending love and blessings for the New Year- Teri

Pennie said...

You are SO BRAVE!!!! I cannot even imagine. I love that you are incorporating both blogs...I regularly check both. Ahhh...now I just need to check one. :)

I love reading about your profession and then to read about your softer side. Amazing. I admire women like you. Gold to the core, CM!

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