I don’t socialise with policemen, not any more.
Fortunately, I have several interests outside the job which mean I get to be with different folk. This hasn’t always been the case. When I was a young police officer I spent all my time with other officers. We worked together, lived together and spent our free time together.
When I got married we spent time with other couples, usually one or both of whom were police officers. I think it’s the uniqueness of the job which draws like to like, you want to be with people who know and empathise with your position and the stuff you have to do, the restrictions placed on you, people who simply understand. When you work on a police shift, you have a very close-knit set of people, who of├é┬ánecessity├é┬ámust rely on each other, often in situations when they might save your skin.
I don’t know what happened, maybe it was moving into the control room where the majority of colleagues are not police officers, but I found I was socialising with them less and less. I can’t remember the last time I went for a few beers with a police colleague.
I still maintain interests which rely on teamwork though.
I’ve spent a whole day today doing something I really love, working with a team, building up to something, putting it all into practice. I won’t say what it is because I’m quite well known for this hobby by people at work. But it involves displaying skills to people generally not known to us. After we’d finished there was a feeling of elation and the conversation in the pub afterwards was electric.
I love the nuts and bolts of my job but I’d have given it up in a heartbeat to do what I was doing today professionally.