L.E.O. question...Why did you become a police officer?

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My answer is twofold. 1) My father (a deputy sheriff) told me NOT to do it. :) Every reason that he gave to support his position proved to be true (low pay, terrible hours/off days,etc.). But, I still wouldn't swap the life experience that I gained working in this profession for the last 28 years.

2) I saw the trust/respect that people had for him. I know that was a long time ago. ;)

What got you started "on the job"?

Charles
 
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Not an LEO. But I had the chance many years ago.

My fathers best friend was the US Marshall for Alaska. He wanted to recruit me. But he said the same things. Low pay. Long hours. Days or weeks away from home. I listened and joined the Air Force and got the same treatment!!:rolleyes::o

I didn't have the temperment for it anyway. First person that spit in my face would have been seriously hurt.:cool:
 
Family Tradition
regular employment and regular paycheck
pension

(also I couldn't sing, dance,play a musical instrument, or good looking, so Hollywood wasn't an option)
(where else can you harrass the citizens and get paid for it ?)
 
While not quite the same, I did spend some time as a Military Police Officer after 10 years as an aircraft electrician. Why... I met some people who belonged to that unit, and they impressed me with their dedication, bearing, and strength of character. So, I enlisted (again)! Loved the time I spent with that unit.

While the Army was different, especially after 10 in the Marine Corps, some of those I served with would have made d@#n fine Marines!
 
I remember pulling traffic duty during the 1996 Summer Olympics in Atlanta, Georgia, in a dress uniform. None of looked, or felt very good at the end of our shift. Not sure too many chicks would have dug that!
 
When I first started I went into it because I thought it would be exciting. I was partially right. It began as 99% boredom and 1% pure terror. I discovered early on that a large part of the career was actually helping people who couldn't help themselves. The older I got the more I enjoyed doing this. I also enjoyed solving things and I learned that helping people helped me solve things and help people even more. People you help tell you things that they don't tell anyone else. Don't tell anyone who these people are, even those you work with, because if you do they won't tell you anymore.

From 1969 until three years ago I worked terrible hours. Nights, weekends, holidays, birthdays, in all kinds of weather, all of this for a pay that I could barely get by on. My reward was not financial, it was in the satisfaction that I knew I had made a difference even though I was not often recognized for it. I didn't care. In a few days my LEO career will be over. I'm on Medicare, my first SS check comes next month along with a smaller than normal pension. I'll still get by. The younger folks are doing the job now, not exactly like I would have, but still doing it. I've trained a few of them and hope some of it stuck with them. Would I do it again? Hell yea!
 
After I got out of the navy in 1995, I could not find a job. One day after watching "Cops" I thought to myself "I can do that !" So I worked my way into it through the Dept. of Correction, County Jail, before the Sheriff's Office. Now. that I've been on the streets for seven years. I think "What the hell was I thinking?".
I still enjoy the job but, I don't want to punish my wife any more.
 
My dad told me not to be a teacher....I was bored with college and wanted to get out of the house while I still knew everything. Turns out I loved the work while I was young and single. Ten years later and married with kids, on call 24/7, not as much. It was still a good job though even though I made a lot less money than my pals in real estate, banking, tech etc. I was content that I had the prospect of a decent pension and job security. That lasted until the housing market and the dot com collapse when my buddies who were suddenly out of jobs after making 300k and up per year decided that I was making too much money and shouldn't have a pension because they didn't get one. Then the take-aways started happening......Now almost 30 years later it's just about time to get out.

I tell my kids to finish college while they still have a safety net with mom and dad, like I didn't, and stay away from local cop jobs. Get a degree and a job that won't tie you down with chains to one employer. A type of occupation where you actually NEED a college degree for the training that provides the ability to work in that field. Not something where a degree is just the price of admission. More importantly, I recruit other role models for my kids and get THEM to tell them these things, because it seems to have a lot more credibility when someone else tells them. You shouldn't need a degree to be a cop yet it's becoming more and more necessary to have one to be competitive in the field with regard to promotions, post retirement jobs, etc. I take this as a symptom of academia looking out for academia. Paying for college just to keep the machine going.

The job has been very good to me but my family and I put a lot into it as well. I earned every dime I ever took home and then some.

The famous Joe Friday "What Is A Policeman" speech on the Dragnet Episode known as "The Big Interrogation" pretty much sums it up without too much extra cornball. It's pretty timeless and is still true today.
Joe Friday, What it means to be a Police Officer - YouTube

There's a certain mystique about the job that's enticing for the first few years. This wears off in time. How much time depends on whether you work for a big city department or a smaller, less busy one, I think. And look at how many cop wannabes there are out there. You can see them on internet forums all over the place as well as your every day life. They don't make television series about accountants for a reason. Everybody thinks they know what policework is all about but it's one of those things you'll never "get" unless you're there, making a living at it, for a number of years. You don't "get" it by being a volunteer police reserve, you don't "get" it by hanging around cops at the bar listening to war stories and you don't "get" it by watching TV shows.

After a while, I enjoyed the feeling of having a backstage pass and a front row seat to the greatest show on earth and seeing and hearing things that nobody else got to see and hear. It was also amusing to hear others who were clueless, tell me about what my job was all about. It was good to be a part of this somewhat exclusive club. This has nothing to do with any "blue code of silence" nonsense but rather a camaraderie that most other occupations don't have.
 
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In East Kentucky when I turned 21 there was a saying:
Coal mine,moonshine or on down the line. My decision was on down the line to a county sheriff office. That was almost 30 years ago. Glad I did not try the coal mine or moonshine.:D
 
What part of Eastern KY?? For most of my family "on down the line" meant Detroit in the 1920's after a few decades around Lynch and Stonega,VA. I wish they would have picked CA or WY or ME or......But the factories beckoned.
 
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Mmmmmm...Fresh donuts from the bakery at 4 in the morning:D Fresh hot coffee when the cafes opened at either 5:30 or 6.

Why????? My dad had always said when I was a kid, to work with my head, not with my back, like him...(He was a blacksmith by trade).

Had to be physically fit, but the work wasn't all that physical to do. So I can do that....:p

The job was steady...and would supposedly come with a good pension. (disability pay ain't squat. :()

As mentioned above...the gals love a guy in uniform;)

Also as was mentioned, sort of anyway...Once a cop, always a cop. The camaraderie is life long.:)


WuzzFuzz
 
Cuz I'm an adrenaline junkie..... No actually I really thought we made a difference.... Lesson learned
 
I was 32 years old with a college degree, owned my own business and had made a lot of money. The new county sheriff had won his election saying he was going to clean up the department and it needed it. I was one of several he reached out to and asked to help him develop a professional work force and get the business end of a department under control with a fifteen million dollar budget (at the time).

I turned my business over to my wife and staff and went to the academy. After that, it took us 4 years to really turn things around for the department both professionally and financially. I had committed to the sheriff to stay 5 years, and that was 15 years and 2 more sheriff's ago. I've done it all from patrol, CID, SWAT, and administration and it's been one of the most rewarding things I've ever done.

Here's the main thing I've learned in my tenure in LE, most cops who work their way up to chief or sheriff don't know diddly about managing big budgets. They don't fully understand the concept of time-is-money and efficiency, things that people who have to turn a profit understand. I've worked with some great cops who were inspirational leaders, but just didn't have the financial background or training to run a business. The smart ones, though, get people on their staff who can help them with their weak areas, and I've been fortunate enough to work with some smart ones.
 
In the very early 80s I was new to adult status and thought my life was set as a highly paid machinest. Then the bottom fell out of the economy and, after about 9 months of no jobs in my field, I went to the AF recruiter. I decided that I wanted a recession proof carreer where I could keep working through any more recessions.
 
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