Wednesday, September 12, 2007

My mother has given me a thick stack of papers for me to fill out, various forms so that I can become a police officer. I am looking at the papers with some friends who all think it is ridiculous for her to want me to become a cop. I explain that the job would be a desk job, which is one of the reasons she thinks it will be good for me. Also, the particular location where I will be applying only has one level so I will be working on the ground floor and not need to face stairs or elevators. My friends agree that, given my vertigo, this makes sense but they still can't picture me in a uniform.

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