"This job is hours upon hours of boredom with moments of pure terror."
That's how my dad described being a cop. And I find it kinda applicable to my CSO position. I spend most of my time doing absolutely nothing because all the cards have been typed, there's no prisoner, nothing to shred, no paperwork, no cases to file, and no menial task that the sargent on duty has for me. So I usually resort to reading a paper, homework, listening to music, or doing kata in my "office". And let me tell you, in the tight pants I have, kata is not easy and sometimes painful. Then again sitting most of the time is.
I get to go home this weekend to work, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. If you read my last post you'll know why. I really need the money though. I'm in debt up past my arse and it kinda makes for hard walking. I missed out a lot over the summer so yeah... But as for staying home, my room really needs a dehumidifier cause it's kinda stale and moldy smelling with no air circulation. Second, it's lonely back home. I work from 8-4 and then sit on my ass all day doing nothing... considering I do nothing at work, it leads for a very boring day. Lastly, whenever I'm in the same general area with my mom for more than an hour or two, something bad is bound to happen. We're still at odds with everything and although we get along better it's still pretty bad. Usually with yelling so on and so forth.
Which leads me to my next little finding. My mom sprung on me, after stopping by to talk with my aunt and uncle, that they are going to be going down to Florida the week after the holidays for a week. Granted, if this was a group of friends, and I had the money to spend, I'd be all over this. But this means that I'll be down there, stuck in a small apartment with the three of them at night. While I'm still considering going, I really don't think I want to. I only have so much time to spend with the home crew and even that is going be cut a little short with me as I might be taking a winter intersession course. I don't know how fond I'll be of that idea later on though. I really need to get to bed though. I'm beat.
I get to go home this weekend to work, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. If you read my last post you'll know why. I really need the money though. I'm in debt up past my arse and it kinda makes for hard walking. I missed out a lot over the summer so yeah... But as for staying home, my room really needs a dehumidifier cause it's kinda stale and moldy smelling with no air circulation. Second, it's lonely back home. I work from 8-4 and then sit on my ass all day doing nothing... considering I do nothing at work, it leads for a very boring day. Lastly, whenever I'm in the same general area with my mom for more than an hour or two, something bad is bound to happen. We're still at odds with everything and although we get along better it's still pretty bad. Usually with yelling so on and so forth.
Which leads me to my next little finding. My mom sprung on me, after stopping by to talk with my aunt and uncle, that they are going to be going down to Florida the week after the holidays for a week. Granted, if this was a group of friends, and I had the money to spend, I'd be all over this. But this means that I'll be down there, stuck in a small apartment with the three of them at night. While I'm still considering going, I really don't think I want to. I only have so much time to spend with the home crew and even that is going be cut a little short with me as I might be taking a winter intersession course. I don't know how fond I'll be of that idea later on though. I really need to get to bed though. I'm beat.