A day in the life of the wife of a Police Officer isn’t
probably what you think. For starters,
my husband and I work different hours.
I’m on your typical work schedule and he works a shift. When my work day is over, I
can leave what I’m working on and pick it back up tomorrow. It would be hard for him to say to a victim,
“sorry but my shift is over – I’ll come back tomorrow and we can finish talking
about your report (read: burglary, mugging, etc).” Understandably, people wouldn’t appreciate
that. So he works until he’s done. And honorably, he puts the same effort into
the first report of the night as the last report of the night. He doesn’t let his work slack just because
he’s working overtime.
Because of his crazy work schedule, I sleep alone most
nights. Husband gets home and
immediately has to shower – he works (by choice) in the worst area of our
city. The things that his uniform, his
gadgets and he, himself, touch and are exposed to need to be washed off as soon
as possible. And, like most normal human
beings, he doesn’t come straight home from work and go to bed. He has to unwind. He’s had a stressful day – probably a lot of
people yelling rude things at him, people being unappreciative, and a lot of
chasing and tracking bad guys. By the
time he’s crawling into bed, I’m crawling out to get ready for my day.
That leaves us only a few days to spend together – and that’s only if
he’s not subpoenaed to a case. Since
he’s a rookie officer, those two days are not days that I have off, we don’t
get the luxury of weekends together. We
try and make the most of the time we have together. Enjoy a dinner, watch a movie, try to see our
families together – but, it’s never enough.
In any given week, I hardly get to see my husband. And
you’re right in your thinking – I signed up for this. However, I didn’t sign up for all of it. I proudly say I am the wife of a cop. My husband sacrifices his life day in and day
out for his city. And the people are few
and far between who appreciate it. And
this is why I think it’s hard being a police officer’s wife. Imagine waking up and not knowing why your
husband is coming home late and being fearful of turning on the news – who
knows what you might find? Then, going anywhere the next day and hear people
talk about the police and how they could have done a better job – talk about
the police like they’re not people and they don’t have families. Every movement my husband makes is criticized
by the public, sensationalized by the media and scrutinized by the
citizens.
Luckily, for the city, husband is calloused to it. He doesn’t let it affect his work performance
in the slightest. A wife (SCW Stella)
who says it better (and is a bigger person) than me once wrote a post about a
police officer being caught doing some dreadful things. The public took the chance to jump all over
this and make some awful, general comments.
To them, it defines the entire police force – they don’t see it as one
bad apple in the bunch. (If anyone works
in a profession that doesn’t have a bad apple, please sign me up. Let’s be honest in that the only difference
is that your profession isn’t under a microscope.) She goes on to say that if something awful
happens to you – you’re going to call on that police force that you sit there
and make fun of and you’re going to rely on them. And guess what? They’re going to do their best to help you
out. (And my favorite thing that she
says…) I HOPE YOU BLUSH when that
happens.
So, I hope you blush.
For those of you who disagree with my post, I
apologize. I’ll try and validate some of
statements. Lots of people bond over the
degrading of officers. It’s a great
common ground. We’ve all been pulled
over for “outrageous” reasons and love to dish about them. When my husband was in the academy, he
watched video after video of unlikely suspects shooting officers – including a
grandmother, a dad with kids in tote, etc.
He has to approach each and every vehicle as if you are going to shoot
him. And I expect him to do that so that
he can safely come home to me every night.
So, I’m sorry if he doesn’t know you’re the homeroom mom, or the soccer
coach – to him, you’re a stranger who was breaking the law. Yes, breaking the law. Regardless of if it was “chump change”, or
whatever else. Let’s admit that you
were, in fact, breaking the law. In my
profession, any “chump change” or smudge I make comes with some jail time.
Here’s a fun fact – officers catch criminals through traffic
violations! So maybe my husband pulls
over a car for rolling through a stop sign and it has a car full of criminals
that have warrants and he can take to jail.
Or maybe, he stops the car that has an innocent person (who is still
breaking the law) in it. Maybe you’ll
get a ticket (because, perhaps, that intersection has had a lot of accidents
and enough people like to dish about officers that you will probably spread the
word of mouth that some jack A wrote you a ticket for not stopping at the stop
sign. And guess what? The people you tell, will probably tell your
story and then maybe, just maybe, you guys will start actually stopping at the
stop signs) or maybe you won’t get a ticket and you’ll just be annoyed part of
your day was wasted. My husband will
also be annoyed that part of his day was wasted pulling over someone who should
have known to stop - he could have been out catching bad guys.
Ever had the media do a story on you? The closest example I have is the time a
story was done on the school my sister worked at – it was about a kid on the
playground and some events that took place.
She immediately called me after it had been covered and said “None of
that was true – it was all taken out of context and blown out of
proportion!” Welcome to every single
story covered by the media – about police officers and not about police
officers alike. And what do we, as the
public, do? Eat every word of it and
then post ignorant comments.
Let’s add it up again – stacked against my husband: public,
city, suspects, media…. For my husband: me.
It’s not easy being the wife of a police officer – for almost every
reason you can think of, but mainly, because my husband gets no respect. (A
great friend of mine is married to a police officer. One time, he pulled someone over and the
person spit in his face and said “Now you have AID's”). Every day, his life is in danger, and every
day he works as hard as he can. And
every day, I listen to people degrade him.
Am I saying there aren’t exceptions to this rule? Of course not, just like with any profession
there are. Do I think the story you’re
about to tell me (one time, when I was
pulled over…) is an exception?
Probably not, and honestly, either way, I don’t want to hear about
it. I love my husband and I love being
his wife. Please, please take the time
to thank an officer sometime. And
please, please try to remember they are human beings like you and your
family. Would you want someone talking
about your husband the way you talk about mine?
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ReplyDeleteThank you for this post! I'm new to your blog. My dear, sweet, boyfriend is a new LEO. We're doing the long distance thing, which coupled with his job, is definitely interesting. I look forward to reading more.
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www.leahstp.blogspot.com
My husband just began his academy and in the hopes of trying to cope with all these unknowns I ran across your blog. I'm really enjoying the reassurance several of these blogs provide! I look forward to reading more and hopefully starting my own. :)
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