Feb 23, 2007 23:38
Write about disappointment or disillusion.
Two things closer to my life than I'd like to admit.
After leaving Philadelphia, I ended up at the criminal forensics lab in Baltimore. Baltimore was once the murder capital of the United States, especially in the late eighties, and it didn't get much better by the time I got there. It is still a city heavily influenced by the drug trade, with huge sections of the city that are very poor, struggling, and often wracked by violence. Some people think South Central Los Angeles is bad, but Baltimore is worse, because Baltimore is lower working class, rather than within arm's reach of glitz and glamour.
Working in Baltimore was probably the most difficult period in my professional career. The environment was just hard to survive in. It's hard to go to work when you're wondering if you're going to be threatened, shot, or beaten. Disillusionment set in pretty damn fast.
I turned to drinking a little more than I should have. Sleeping a little less than I should have. My nerves were frayed, and I became more than a little jaded. Most of the edge and rust on my skills, was put there because of what I saw and investigated when I was working in the ironically named "Charm City." I was almost glad when my past caught up with me and I had to get out of there.
Now I'm in "Sin City." I guess some things never change.
Michael Keppler
CSI
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