One of the character traits desirable in police officers has to do with being able to do things ‘by the book’. It implies a desire to adhere to standards designed to protect the integrity of the department while establishing boundaries for those working within the ranks.
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At a certain point it became clear that I was able to
do some of the simpler jobs and could actually go out on jobs to prove my
talents. Any money collected belonged to
the shop since I was there as an apprentice.
It dawned on me that if I wanted to be self-employed,
even for very small jobs, I needed to obtain a sales tax permit in order to be
within the law. Doing things by the book
was important, especially since I was also a uniformed police officer
representing the City of Houston. It
wouldn’t do for me to violate the law as it would be fodder for the local news
media.
I drove over to the sales tax offices during my lunch
break while on duty. After filling in a
form I handed it over to the young lady sitting at her desk. She glanced it over, making sure all the
spaces had been filled in; but stopped when she got to the line, ‘estimated monthly
income’.
I’d done a rough calculation in my head, considering
how much I might make doing a job every now and then. I think the ‘estimated monthly amount’ I
wrote down was, $250.00. The young lady
asked if perhaps I’d meant to write, $2,500.00; but I assured her that $250.00
a month would be about right.
She had a look of bewilderment as she lowered her chin
slightly and asked, “You mean to tell me you’re going to quit the police
department so you can be a locksmith and make only $250 a month?”
Rather than go into details about my locksmith
business being mostly a hobby, something to do for fun on Saturdays, I replied,
“Oh, yes Ma’am, I really enjoy locksmith work”.
I think she winced and took a deep breath as she stamped the form. I posted a minimal deposit to cover expected
sales taxes to be collected. The next 40
years in business is, as they say, history.
Doing things by the book was a good idea since that
hobby became a primary source of income that supplemented my employment as a
police officer until I retired from the Houston Police Department.
That brings up another story regarding doing things by
the book. A couple of weeks prior to
retiring from the department I wanted to make sure all my ducks were in a row,
pardon the expression. There were things like continuity of medical insurance for
my family to consider along with other payroll oriented issues that had to be
properly addressed. The forms were
turned in and all that was needed was to finish out the last week on duty.
The next night, after being assigned my regular beat and shop (police car), I turned on the MDT (a fancy term for a laptop that’s attached to the police car). The login screen wouldn’t cooperate, asking in bold print why a retired officer needed to login.
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I took a deep breath and managed to convince the
dispatcher that I had not retired yet, that I still had a few more days to
go. Somehow the dispatcher was able to
convince the system to accept a retired officer for active duty that night.
Then, when it was time to fill up the police unit with
gasoline prior to going home at the end of shift, the computer at the gas pumps
wouldn’t accept my information; again, asking why a retired police officer was
trying to obtain gasoline. Fortunately,
my shift supervisor was close by and used his information to convince the
system to let me fill up with gas.
The next night, rather than worry about why a retired
police officer was on duty, our supervisors agreed that it would be much easier
to assign me to desk duty the remainder of my active duty.
Some might argue or question my being a by the book kind of individual; but, for the most part, I did try to stay within the lines.
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