Two weeks ago, on a Friday night
into Saturday morning, I went on a ride along with a sheriff’s deputy.
One of my beats for the newspaper
is the sheriff’s office. I have been covering the office for nearly five years,
but I had never done what many reporters have done through the years—go out on
patrol with a deputy.
I was excited about learning more
about what happens behind the scene. I was a little nervous, too.
I had to sign a waiver form before
the ride. I thought the form said I couldn’t get out of the car.
So I was pleased when we made our
first call and the deputy asked me, “You coming with me?” She said in her
experience, people riding along usually came along for the whole experience.
I knew before I ever went on the
ride along that I probably don’t have the temperament to be in law enforcement.
(Not that I ever seriously contemplated it. But I have always been interested
in what the police and detectives do in their jobs.)
It seems to me that you have to be
able to deal with a lot of uncertainty on the job. You never know what a call
is really going to involve until you arrive on the scene. You never know when a
shot of adrenaline is going to strike to get you through a situation.
So before the ride, I hoped I
wouldn’t panic or get in the way if anything happened during the night.
And I didn’t panic. I didn’t feel
especially anxious or worried. I enjoyed talking with the deputy and observing
what happened.
One time I felt a shot of fear,
but I remained quiet. The only change I noticed in myself was that I became
more alert.
I still don’t think I was made for
law enforcement. The constant state of readiness would wear me down, I think.
However, I did learn a bit more
about my anxiety.
It was interesting to me that though I have a lot of anxiety, most of
it centers on my thoughts and my perceptions, not on things that are actually
happening in the present moment. It’s a different anxiety from what I feel in
real-life situations that might be turn out to be the least bit dicey.
That realization made me more
aware that the anxiety I feel on a daily basis can be helped by remembering
that my thoughts are just thoughts. They don’t necessarily reflect reality.
If you’d like to read my story about
the ride along and see photos, you can go HERE.
Is there a type of work that you’d
like to explore more, even though you know it’s probably not work you’d ever
do?
Not my work for sure. I like it safe. But I think you made a wise discovery about your anxiety. And something like that brings a certain degree of peace.
ReplyDeletei'm glad you did it - and found a difference in the type of anxiety, too. off to read the article, now.
ReplyDeletenicely written, tina.
ReplyDeleteI just had to read your story. Yes, they never know when they walk into a dangerous situation and yes we learn from the experience we have. Great post!
ReplyDeleteIn college I did an internship with the police department, and during that I did a couple of ride alongs. They were interesting.
ReplyDeleteThe jalapeno jelly is a pain to make - you have to wear gloves and a mask to make it. But I will say once you get it done it is delicious!!
I think you are pretty brave going on a ride along. Sometimes I feel that it must be the hardest job in the world to be a cop, because they just don't know what they are running into. Sounds like you had a very interesting night. The only thing I've really wanted to be that I never got to try was being a librarian. That must run in the blood because my son got his Masters in Library Science and is looking for a job in the field. As you can tell, I'd rather stay away from the dangerous stuff.
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Tina. I like it so much that I'm quoting you in my post this Sunday :)
ReplyDeleteGreat article, Tina. :)
ReplyDeleteI actually did the work I wanted to explore more - working on the oil field. AS a geologist in training back in university, it seemed like it would be SUPER COOL (not to mention $$$$$$) to work the oil fields. until I did it, was only making about $10/hour (12 hour days/7 days a week for weeks on end). The gentleman I worked with who had the other 12 hour shift had been working in the same job for over 40 years - and *he* was the one making $$$$$$$$ and having all the perks (I'll let you guess who got the overnight 12 hours shift... :P)
Oh JEALOUS!!! I would LOVE to do a ride along! Really cool.
ReplyDelete...my thoughts are just thoughts. They don’t necessarily reflect reality."
ReplyDeleteI love this!!!
such an interesting entry that i missed tina!! your article is so well written but that does not surprise me!!!
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