Posted by: Blue
Today, I rode the bus to academy. I was there early. Too early. Doors were locked.
We met the chief today. He shook each of our hands, and welcomed us, and handed us our epaulettes with badge numbers embroidered in gold. I've seen him on TV, and liked his charisma. I liked him even more in person.
Our instructors introduced themselves. We met our platoon Primaries. We stood around during brief breaks in the first day routine, looking awkward in our new uniforms, and speculating about the next 19 weeks.
At the end of the day, after lectures from the Chief, Inspector and Staff Sergeant about the high expectations for our performance, attention to detail, and diligence, we were dismissed.
As I changed back into my "civvies", I made-up my mind to do my best all through training to be at the top of my class. I hung up my dress pants neatly in my locker, put some study material in my bag, and locked my locker to go home.
Trouble is, the key to my locker is still in my dress pants. Locked inside my locker. First inspection is tomorrow morning.
I've been practicing lock-picking all evening on a couple of spare padlocks. Think I've got it down-pat...