Saturday, March 17, 2012
This morning, Officer Grant sounded friendly and congratulatory. This afternoon, it's menacing. Chuck, the senior officer in our small department, already knows I went against his orders. "Yes sir?"
"So you ignored me and went ahead about those pet reports?" he was frowning. Damn, I am so busted.
I shrugged. "Yes sir." No point in denying it. It was a nice job while it lasted.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
In spite of that, I still managed to get to the station in time. I was rather surprised to see Chuck at the front desk.
"Sam, they sent your results. Congratulations, you had 78%. A good solid pass." He smiled, "Not high enough that I'll promote you extra fast but enough that I can feel confident about the fact that you do know the law as well as any cop should."