I suck.

....okay mind outta the gutter. I meant I suck at posting. Like Burfica, I've had a lot of shit in my head I've been getting through.
First off, as of last Friday I've FINALLY made it through training and am now a full fledged dispatcher without a training officer plugged into my radio critiquing me.
I'm still nervous but most people say it's a good 2 years before you ever start feeling like you might know your job. You just do the best you can day by day.
But getting through training has taken a huge load off of my shoulders, and all the uppity ups are quite suprised that I finsihed my training on schedule due to the stress I've been under.
One thing I've learned taking phone calls in a police station is that when the first words out of a persons mouth are YES, I'm a citizen of [insert city name here] you know you have a nut bag on the other end of the line.
Holy shit folks, if you are calling our police department it means 1. you are a citizen of [city], you've had a crime committed against you by a citizen of [city], you've commited a crime in [city] or you are just confused and think you are a citizen of [city]. I'm gonna get you help no matter what, so please don't think you are gonna get special treatment.
Oh and telling me you know the chief of police will make me move faster and kiss your ass. NOT!!! I know the chief of police also and regularly make him hork coffee out of his tear ducts. {Insert eyes rolling here}
Okay I promise to try to post more, but again like Burf I've got alot of shit on my mind and in my heart. I've been going through mom's stuff getting rid of what isn't needed or can't be used, and that's hard. I thought I handeled holding my mom for the last few heartbeats of her life really well but now it's kind of messing with my emotions, I know it will get better with time and I just need to let it run it's course. So thanks all for sticking with me through all this.
Hugs ya all