I have started the night shift – thank Vishnu, no 5:30am wake up calls for two weeks – and I have been assigned for my annual training. Municipal Police Officer (MPO) Training is mandated for everyone once a year. It usually involves classroom training and the pistol range.
This year has been trying, thanks to the Chinese Wuhan Virus, and the department has to train 5,000+ officers before December 31st. No training was given during the lockdown, the city refuses to provide online training, and the state will not give the departments a pass. You’d think a “deadly pandemic” would be enough for the state, but my state blows.
Anyway, I spent last night in a “Professionalism” class, and spent every moment trying to stop myself from yelling, “You know what isn’t professional? Releasing hundreds of people who were arrested for cause during the riots!”
I kept my mouth closed, ignored most of the session, and passed the test with ease.
Tonight is the pistol range. The temperature is supposed to reach a chilly 88 degrees when I’m on the firing line, but at least I’ll be out of the office. My only real worry is the department may take my gun.
You see, a few years ago, the city gave us the option to turn in our 9mm pistols for either a .40-caliber or a .45. I chose the .40 and I absolutely love it. Now, the city wants to move everyone back to the 9mm, because bosses are more concerned with everyone having the same pistol than, you know, prosecuting BLM rioters.
I expect to do well at the range, unless they switch my pistol at the last minute. Guys in my squad said they were given a brand new pistol, were never allowed to put rounds through it, and – obviously – did poorly on their qualifications. We’ll see.