a jedi knows not these things…
…but then again, i’m not a jedi.
i’m also not geeky enough to continue this metaphor. and i hope i don’t get sued by george lucas’ lawyers. again. let’s move on.
by the time most of you are reading this i will be taking the SAPD written entrance exam. before you try and figure out what “SAPD” might stand for, since most people in my area will only think of san antonio police deparment, it’s because it IS the exam for the san antonio police department.
me. with a gun. legally. that should scare a few of you, right?
so, yeah – i’m down in the alamo city taking the entrance exam. i have no idea what it will be like – there’s all kinds of study guides you can buy online, but a friend (and cop) told me that there’s no studying for it, and i’ll be fine.
we’ll see about that shit…
(hence the “part i” up top)
so, wish me luck ’cause i’m doing this ’cause i’d rather be on apd (as in austin police) but they typically prefer people with experience, and they had no academy going right now, so here i am. figure the commute won’t kill me for a year if i can get on with apd on their next academy in april 2010.
and if i blow it, i’m still in the same unemployed, broke-ass boat i’m in as i type this. so, we’ll see where this road leads and do a follow up after the fact…
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Gee, an irish cop that drinks…who woulda thunk it?
1st ninja’s, now jedi’s. Sean reverted back to his 10 year old self. What’s next, hot wheels?
*scratches head* wait…….wha…….I’m confus…….! Sean……..Polic…..gun……….radar……..free food wherever……..let me slide for carrying controlled substances………hot chick cops!!!!!!!! Don’t let us down, we need this Sean, good luck!