Debating with Myself

Tonight I sit here in front of all these monitors at work vehemently expressing my need for a new job.  I am not happy and have used words that my mother would object strongly to.  It is a good thing no one is in the office complex area because they’d think I had Truits or a few lost marbles.

There is a young officer here whose infantile, cavalier attitude has me steaming within my first hour of work.  He refuses to follow protocals that are set up for his safety and his rude mannerisms test my patience.  One of these days, his arrogance is going to get himself or another officer hurt and I don’t want to be here for that or have it happen on my shift.  I have complained about his behavior and pointed out the FCC violations he commits on the radio to two of his supervisors and his Captain, but no one has done anything about it.

I’m tired of this.  I’m tired of having to worry about the safety of others when they act so recklessly.  I’m tired of not being able to go to the bathroom because the LT is “too busy” to give me a few minutes to go.  I shouldn’t have to beg to go to the bathroom – it is a basic human need.

I’m tired of rich college kids parents calling up thinking their little Johnny or Julie is being treated unfairly or should have more previledges then some other student.  One bitched me out tonight because our registarar’s office wouldn’t be open again until Tuesday and his little darling had lost her University ID card.  How can she charge stuff on her card the next two days if she isn’t issued a replacement immediately? He pays $40,000 a year for her to attend here, why don’t we have someone here 24/7 to meet her needs? It is our responsibility to make sure she gets a replacement for a card she lost due to her own irresponsibility.  It gets so old.

Basically, today I absolutely hate this job and the people I work with.  Luckily the shift changes at 11pm with a more veteran staff coming on that I don’t believe I’ve ever had trouble with.  This shift of people like to call themselves the “dream team” but they are far, far, far from that.  Next time the LT asks me aren’t I glad the “dream team” is on tonight, I’m going to tell him they are far removed from any dream I’ve ever had.

The County has a dispatcher’s job open and the debate with myself is if I want to go over there.  I’m sure I could get hired without even trying hard but do I really want to go back into training and do this all over again? The nice thing about them is that they are going to a central dispatch center like SSO has in Sarasota.  It means the officers are not at the center – they are separate so the dispatchers can concentrate on being dispatchers and calltakers.  However, they also dispatch a lot more officers, plus ambulance and fire…not sure I want to mess with that.

Honestly, I think I want out of law enforcement.  Part of me wants to stay in it because I do enjoy it but another part of me wants to go to something simpler with a regular schedule.  I just know that, tonight, I don’t want to be here and this punk officer is going to bring me close to the sanity edge by the time he gets off.  I hate, hate, hate it here!