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Yes. Please stay away from this school Mr. Policeman. You, and all your colleagues are not welcome here.

Of course if a maniac (other than our Principal) gets loose on the campus and goes on a shooting rampage with multiple Glocks and AR15s, please disregard our middle finger which we've just lifted in your face and rescue the teachers and administrators... oh, and the children too. Yes! Think of the children!

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Here's my favorite part:

 

Mesa Unified School District officials say they didn't realize they had upset or offended the officer by asking him not to wear his uniform here on campus.

 

He should not only wear his uniform to school when dropping off his child, he should bring a uniformed friend. There's nothing the school can do about it. If they try to punish the kid, there's going to be a media shitstorm.

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My Dad was a cop, a detective who only had to wear his uniform once or twice a year. And on those dates, if he dropped me off at school he always wore a coat over the uniform. Not because he was afraid of offending anyone, but to spare me the ass whooping of being identified as having a cop for a Dad.

 

Then one day he dropped me off while in plain clothes but one of his "clients" as he called them recognized him and we decided it was safer to drop me off a block or so from school

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Yes. Please stay away from this school Mr. Policeman. You, and all your colleagues are not welcome here.

Of course if a maniac (other than our Principal) gets loose on the campus and goes on a shooting rampage with multiple Glocks and AR15s, please disregard our middle finger which we've just lifted in your face and rescue the teachers and administrators... oh, and the children too. Yes! Think of the children!

 

+1 I can't imagine a problem here? The school police here in SD are always walking around with guns.

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My Dad was a cop, a detective who only had to wear his uniform once or twice a year. And on those dates, if he dropped me off at school he always wore a coat over the uniform. Not because he was afraid of offending anyone, but to spare me the ass whooping of being identified as having a cop for a Dad.

 

Then one day he dropped me off while in plain clothes but one of his "clients" as he called them recognized him and we decided it was safer to drop me off a block or so from school

thats the thing about it. As a Correctional Officer, I'm always worried about running into my "clients" and that's the only reason why I never go anywhere but to and from work with my uniform on.

 

At the beginning of the summer I was turning off my street when I noticed a lifted Avalanche with huge shiny rims. Noticing the 2 people in the front seats, I could tell they were former "clients" that I've just never met before (you might think I was profililing, I wasn't, when your a CO you just know a criminal when you see one). I was right. As I pulled up to the next light, they stared me down the entire time. Then as the light turned green they quickly got behind me and started to ride my @$$ until the next light. As they pulled up beside me yelling "CO, CO, CO!!!!" And other things I won't repeat here.

 

At the end of the day, I could really care less about running into a "client" on the street. But I'm not comfortable when its so close to home. I don't think they noticed where I turned from, but they could easily have seen me pull off my street, it's not hard to remember my car. I have a fiancé at home. Eventually we will have kids as well. That part really scares me.

 

Good point Dev, thanks for giving me the opportunity to chime in.

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thats the thing about it. As a Correctional Officer, I'm always worried about running into my "clients" and that's the only reason why I never go anywhere but to and from work with my uniform on.

 

At the beginning of the summer I was turning off my street when I noticed a lifted Avalanche with huge shiny rims. Noticing the 2 people in the front seats, I could tell they were former "clients" that I've just never met before (you might think I was profililing, I wasn't, when your a CO you just know a criminal when you see one). I was right. As I pulled up to the next light, they stared me down the entire time. Then as the light turned green they quickly got behind me and started to ride my @$$ until the next light. As they pulled up beside me yelling "CO, CO, CO!!!!" And other things I won't repeat here.

 

At the end of the day, I could really care less about running into a "client" on the street. But I'm not comfortable when its so close to home. I don't think they noticed where I turned from, but they could easily have seen me pull off my street, it's not hard to remember my car. I have a fiancé at home. Eventually we will have kids as well. That part really scares me.

 

Good point Dev, thanks for giving me the opportunity to chime in.

 

A corrections officer friend of mine posted this on Facebook. I have no idea how true it is but you can probably relate.

 

I was leaving my office late one afternoon and was exiting out of the jail's main lobby. A young man in the lobby stopped me by asking, "Sir, may I speak to you?" I said, "Of course, young man, how may I help you?" He was so young. He couldn't have been more than twenty one. Eyes bright, body lean and sinewy like a farm boy. He was obviously nervous and stammered slightly when he spoke. "Sir, I want to work in corrections. Will you talk to me a minute?" I stood there for a moment and just looked at him. I set my tactical bag on the floor and said, "Son, have seat and I'll tell you everything you need to know." He sat on command, back straight, eyes bright. This is what I told him......"Son, there's only two types of inmates inside these walls. Those that you'v e already fought, and those you're gonna have to fight. There is not a moment of peace. Ever. 800 pound steel doors slam all hours of the day and night. On one tour of any unit, you will see men crying, men screaming, men laughing, men praying, and men slowly dying inside. Once you put on this uniform, you are a target. Not just in here, but everywhere you go. There is no CERT team at the local gas station at midnight when you stop for gas and realize every !@#$ in the parking lot is some !@#$ you've booked, printed, served meals too, peppersprayed, tazed, or testified against in court. You lose all sense of security. Everyone is a potential threat. You stop eating in restaurants within fifty miles of your facility because some idiot will recognize you and spit in your kid's milkshake. You will become paranoid and distrusting of other people, even people you love. You will never again sit in a room with your back to the door and you will know every escape exit to every room you enter. You will walk around your car in the Wal mart parking lot before getting in just to make sure no one's waiting for you or hidden in your back seat. You will take the long way home if a car falls in behind you on your way home. You will do back ground checks on your children's friends, parents, and teachers. You will look for potential weapons and run "what if" scenerios in every place you go....bars, schools, churches, even friend's homes. You will never again be an individual because your safety depends on a whole crew of other officers whose safety directly lies with you. And some of those officers will lie, steal, and cheat to screw you over. Some of those officers will be selling dope and cell phones to inmates. Some of officers will be alcoholics and drug addicts and be off sneaking a nip while your getting your ass handed to you in the rec yard. Cops look at your like your the retarded step child of the courts. The courts look at you as the oppressor of the poor and incarcerated. The public doesn't see you at all until you !@#$ up, then it's all over the 6 o'clock news. People will threaten your children, your wife, your mother, and your friends. You will be assaulted, have bones broken, be bled on, and go home bleeding. You will deal with diseases and contaminations that Chlorox won't take off. You will be over worked, underpaid, abused physically, mentally, and socially. You will be working nights, weekends, and holidays. Santa don't come to county, son. You still want to be a corrections officer?"The young man rose from his chair and looked me dead in the eye. He extended his hand. With a grip like steel, he shook my hand and said, "No sir, I do not. But can I ask you a question? Why do you do this if it's so bad?" I smiled as I picked up my bag and said "People like me do this because people like you can't." On my way home, a black SUV followed me for six blocks. I drove sixteen miles going home that night. I live four miles from the jail.
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A corrections officer friend of mine posted this on Facebook. I have no idea how true it is but you can probably relate.

with the exception of walking around my car when I enter it in a parking lot, every single thing in that is true for me.

 

As of right now I'm out on comp for bodily fluids exposure. So that part hit me pretty hard.

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with the exception of walking around my car when I enter it in a parking lot, every single thing in that is true for me.

 

As of right now I'm out on comp for bodily fluids exposure. So that part hit me pretty hard.

 

As you know I grew up near Attica and when I was a kid pre-riot almost every family had someone working there is some capacity. Had a couple friends who lost family members in the riot. However they didn't have to worry as much about running in to their "customers" or their friends and family seeing many of them were from out of town. Not a lot of felons around Attica. Oh sure there were a few but none of us would ever stick up for them.

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As you know I grew up near Attica and when I was a kid pre-riot almost every family had someone working there is some capacity. Had a couple friends who lost family members in the riot. However they didn't have to worry as much about running in to their "customers" or their friends and family seeing many of them were from out of town. Not a lot of felons around Attica. Oh sure there were a few but none of us would ever stick up for them.

yeah. I bet. Things seem a little worse now I'd imagine. I'm sure it's not like being in the east side of Buffalo, but its seems like its changed a little. From what I can see. That's based on what I see now and how the old timers talk about how it used to be.
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thats the thing about it. As a Correctional Officer, I'm always worried about running into my "clients" and that's the only reason why I never go anywhere but to and from work with my uniform on.

 

At the beginning of the summer I was turning off my street when I noticed a lifted Avalanche with huge shiny rims. Noticing the 2 people in the front seats, I could tell they were former "clients" that I've just never met before (you might think I was profililing, I wasn't, when your a CO you just know a criminal when you see one). I was right. As I pulled up to the next light, they stared me down the entire time. Then as the light turned green they quickly got behind me and started to ride my @$$ until the next light. As they pulled up beside me yelling "CO, CO, CO!!!!" And other things I won't repeat here.

 

At the end of the day, I could really care less about running into a "client" on the street. But I'm not comfortable when its so close to home. I don't think they noticed where I turned from, but they could easily have seen me pull off my street, it's not hard to remember my car. I have a fiancé at home. Eventually we will have kids as well. That part really scares me.

 

Good point Dev, thanks for giving me the opportunity to chime in.

 

That sounds kind of scary. Do you carry a concealed weapon for protection? I think I would.

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