I met CJ the other day, and you know what? I liked her. She still shouldn't be a police officer, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends, right? The poor girl. I'll still share stories about her when I hear them though.
I went to the courthouse with HF to see him get sworn in. The first time being somewhere with him in his uniform. Maybe it's because we were at a courthouse, but it was kind of funny to see a few people steer clear of this small group of officers. I also realized that I'm not scared of the Po-lease any more. Up until recently I just about had a heart attack whenever a police car drove by or if I saw one in the same restaurant as me. I was sure that I would be arrested for making eye contact.
HF had one of his first embarrassing rookie moments the other day. He was at a department shoot with some other officers. He had to do a department qualification. Anyway, he was running everywhere. When he ran out of ammo, he would run as fast as he could to reload. Everything he did and everywhere he went he was running. It wasn't until he realized that the other officers were sitting there laughing at him that he realized he wasn't in the academy anymore and he didn't have to run to do everything. They were cracking jokes at him and he felt like an idiot, but it comes with the territory.
I thought of this because HF had me help him sanitize his handcuffs the other day when he was in a hurry. Gross.