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I Was an LAPD Reject (part three)

I would say that this next step in the process terrified me the most, but it didn’t. After my background investigation meeting, and chatting with the friendly man in the cardigan, I was feeling pretty optimistic about things. I was more curious about the lie detector...

I Was an LAPD Reject (part two)

We ran laps around the track and on the streets around the academy. If you were in the beginner group, you ran approximately two miles on the local streets, plus the endless laps the supervisor would inflict upon us whenever our rows weren’t straight enough or...

I Was An LAPD Reject (part one)

I wanted to be a spy when I grew up, until my mother told me that girls don’t play with guns.  Then I decided I would be Lady Diana, instead.But the fascination with cops and criminality didn’t stop.  It just grew latent, relegated to fiction and...