As a police officer, I am sworn to protect and serve the community. And, although I am a professional who wouldn’t let anything get in the way of my duty, I wish the community would show a bit more gratitude. Sometimes it feels like nobody wants me around.
For example, last Saturday night I was cruising down DP and it was poppin’. Parties everywhere. Loud music. It looked like a blast. But, despite the abundance of parties, I was not invited to a single one.
I’m still young — it wasn’t too long ago that I myself was in college. I used to be the life of the party; girls loved me and I could drink anyone under the table. Now, every time I walk into a party, the host will slam their door, shut their blinds and hide their beer.
Truthfully, it really hurts my feelings, and it’s not fair because I work so hard to protect these people. I’m only 26 years old and I am still cool. I went to a hip-hop concert last week and I’m down with dubstep. So I guess I am writing this to say to anyone throwing a party: If you see me, give me a chance, because I’m totally ready to rage and I can make your party more fun.