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Do You Get Urinated on for Doing YOUR Job?  

 

by Glenn Shepard

December 22, 2015

Category:  Management

 

     

 

When I was a kid and we played Cops and Robbers, we always argued over who got to be the cop. Nobody wanted to be the robber.

We saw cops as heroes and they were always portrayed that way on shows like Gunsmoke, Hawaii Five-O, Starsky & Hutch, Dragnet, Adam 12, The Andy Griffith Show, Kojak, and Columbo.

Today, I can’t watch TV news because the media goes out of its way to make all cops appear to be racist, trigger happy, and untrustworthy.

Every time there’s a terrorist attack, the media – and politicians – are quick to warn us not to stereotype people as terrorists just because of their religion.

When one teacher has an affair with a student, I don’t see them trying to portray all teachers as s*x offenders. When one minister embezzles from his church, I don’t see them trying to portray all clergy as thieves.

But they can’t wait to throw cops under the bus.

There are over 900,000 sworn officers in the U.S., which means that when a cop does something wrong, he’s about one in a million. According to the Officer Down Memorial Page (www.odmp.org), 119 officers have died in the line of duty in the U.S. this year. Yet I don’t see these stories leading the 6:00 o’clock news.

From the FBI to state troopers to local police chiefs, cops have attended my management seminar in 26 states and are collectively some of the most selfless, brave, and honorable people I've ever met.

Once while I was speaking at a criminal justice conference in Gatlinburg, I was preceded by a speaker who works with the University of Tennessee’s cadaver farm. They bury unclaimed bodies and study how they decompose, to help train police officers how to identify homicide victims. He often helps the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children, and showed PowerPoint slides that were so horrific that I ran to the men’s room hoping not to get sick.

A police chief who was attending the conference came in to see if I was okay, and I asked how he can handle that kind of stuff. He explained “It’s part of my job. A job that includes getting spit on, urinated on, cussed out, shot at, stabbed, punched, sued, second guessed by everyone, and we don't get paid squat for doing it”. I asked why anyone would want a job like that, and will never forget his response: "If you have to ask, you wouldn't understand the answer".

I’m 52 years old, and just like when I was 5, cops are still my heroes.


 

To Your Success,

 

 

 

Glenn Shepard

 

 

P.S.  A woman in Wisconsin who read this article on Facebook wrote "Both my husband and my father-in-law are officers. I never used to worry if they would come home until recently".

P.P.S. And you have permission to reprint, republish, or redistribute this article any way you like.

P.P.P.S. If you’re bored on Christmas Day and trying to decide who’s more dysfunctional – your family or the people they’re watching on The Jerry Springer Show – here’s a suggestion. Take some Christmas cookies your local police department. They’ll be there because working on holidays is another “perk” of the job they’re so underpaid and so underappreciated for doing.


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