On of the most major turn of events that has taken place in my life is the big promotion. Well, yes, someone upstairs decided that I should be in charge of some things. I took this as a very flattering change of pace and I have egarly accepted the change. Little did I know the change that was in store. As your average "beat" officer, if you will, you can patrol, walk around, drive, and basically do whatever you feel the need to do without major concern. If trouble arises... call a supervisor. Well, being the supervisor that is always called upon is certainly interesting.
I thought I was attacked and verbally abused as an officer... not even close. Promotion comes... I think someone has painted a target on my face.
Civilians complain to me. Officers complain to me. Everyone... they all complain to me. I suppose this is part of the responsibility. And that is fine. I actually enjoy hearing what people have to say, if it isn't bitching. For some reason when people find out you are a supervisor, they label you as a shrink and God. Why? Because they want to tell you all there feelings and they think you can fix all their problems. Well, in all honesty, not much has changed except my pay grade and stress level.
Realistically, I knew this was going to happen. I do enjoy my new position and I like having more/different responsibility. I am just somewhat amused as to the standard that "supervisors" are held up to just because of their title.
2 comments:
Well congratulations!!!! From what I know of you, this is a long overdue promotion. Good luck with your new responsibilites.
Thank you, TNO! Yes, it was somewhat overdue. It has been a great change of pace but hard work. I think I might actually have to really hurt someone now!
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