३र्द Round

I know, two in one day may be pushing it, but I need the practice. The Title is still not cooperating, I could have a lot of fun circulating emails to random people with the hieragliphic symbols. Put the read receipt and the urgent notifications, have everybody wondering what's going on.

Just finished up the day, at that dinner bell couldn't have sounded any sweeter.

I'm contemplating a career change, would love to go back to school, but with an everest amount of bills and kids to support its really not in the cards.

I have been considering a career in law enforcement, something I'm sure a lot of young boys dreamnt about doing, after watching The Lone Ranger or Miami Vice, but the dream has always been in the back of my mind. I starting doing some research on the application process and was kinda stunned to see that there is a polygraph test that is administered. The list of questions basically ask every question imaginable. Not only are the questions yes or no, but there is a space allotted for dates, time, location of said event.

Now, I don't know about the rest of you, but does this really sound like a good idea. I've never committed any serious crimes, but the thought of being hooked up to a polygraph and having the Captain blast you with possibly incriminating questions is enough to make one ponder whether it is a good career choice or not. Can you imagine answering truthfully to something you did do wrong and having the room fill with uniformed officers circling you, telling you to put your hands behind your back and turn around, crack there go the cuffs, and you just voluntarily testified and signed a confession. I was never the sharpest tool in the shed, but could you imagine trying to explain to your employer that you took the day off for an appointment, and now wabaam, your given a court date.

I question whether this is something I would really want to do, serve and protect the public, yes honourable, but do I really want to train to be someone who voluntarily pursues the criminal segment of our population, someone facing life in prison, no regard for human life. I think I have a bad day in the office, monotonous paper work and come home with a splitting headache on one hand, exciting meaningful career with the possibility of someone turning my head into a canoe on the other...hmmmm, not looking so appealing any more.

Oh well I will figure it out one of these days, but I do feel a sense of urgency at 33, I cant imagine myself at 50 with an even bigger belly resting on my knees, and even bigger man boobs resting on my belly, three triple by passes later, and still sitting in the now moulded to my chewed bubble gum buttocks chair that I did twenty years earlier.

The question is what to do. I started taking this query to the streets with little sucess. I would be out somewher and see a man or woman getting into a porsche, lambo, hummer, or doing some yard work at a luxurios 20,000 square foot palace, and I would walk over to them and simply say Hi, may I ask you some questions? And usually the response would involve several expletives, or who the hell are you or Jane go call the police. If I was able to get the opportunity I would try to get in what do you do for a living? How did you get into the field? I've only made it to the third question once, and it is still under investigation, I asked an elderly couple driving a Bentley, wearing matching Breitling's, and dressed to the nine's if they would like to adopt me, I do not recommend that you try this at home. So I'm back to the drawing board,

Cheers everyone, see ya next time for Round 4!