Let me tell you about my right hand (Wo)man. My partner in crime, fighting. My loyal, like minded (usually) work sister, Sabrina.
Sabrina started a few years after me. Our first shift together I said something under my breath about a squad car not being a snow plow and she thought it was about her. She immediately confronted me and asked me to speak up and to her face. I repeated what I said, smiled and said I like you, I will keep you.
Together for the last 5 years we are each others backup in the radio room. Everything is “we”. We don’t accept “No record” on a leads response. We don’t let 911 hang ups go so casually. We hunt. We utilize our resources. We high five when we solve a case ourselves. We entourage and congratulate each other. I know if I’m forgetting something or someone she already knows what I need. Her judgement is sound. Her nerves are calm.
And after 5 years on the same shift, when we’re apart, it makes us realize what we have as a team together. We miss each other. We’re glad when we’re back together. We have each others back. I know when I’m in charge, I never have to worry about her. Every decision she makes is the one I would make. Every dispatch center should have a Sabrina. She is a gift.