It’s time to cut my losses and admit it’s time to hit the road on what I believe will be my last career .. on the road, trucking. (How’s that for a sentence?) Working 911 was an interesting year. Fascinating, appalling. Ultimately, the callers didn’t drive me away. The calls didn’t drive me away. The center, which is actually one of the better ones in the country, drove me away. Three problems: Training is a debacle; communications is non-existent; and I hated police dispatch. So, I’ve called time. I gave it a solid year. But by the end of April, I could tell the writing was on the wall.
