Ahahaha... I'm on the NZ Police mailing list for some reason. They're advertising for female recruits.
"LET'S TALK ABOUT THE FEMALE COPS CAMPAIGN
Girls make great cops, but until now joining NZ Police hasn't been an obvious career path for young Auckland women. Led by the line, "find yourself in better work stories", the Female Cops campaign points out that one of the best things about being a woman in the police is that it's a career path with real excitement and variety.
The starting recruit salary is $55K a year, you get paid while you train and uni is free. That's got to appeal to so many women who have a lot of potential but for whatever reason, find themselves stuck behind a counter or a desk in a dull, head-end job. Right now the NZ Police are looking for young women of all sizes, ethnicities and levels of fitness (they'll help you get fit). There's even flexibility for women who want to have a family."
Just who are they recruiting, exactly?
"LET'S TALK ABOUT THE FEMALE COPS CAMPAIGN
Girls make great cops, but until now joining NZ Police hasn't been an obvious career path for young Auckland women. Led by the line, "find yourself in better work stories", the Female Cops campaign points out that one of the best things about being a woman in the police is that it's a career path with real excitement and variety.
The starting recruit salary is $55K a year, you get paid while you train and uni is free. That's got to appeal to so many women who have a lot of potential but for whatever reason, find themselves stuck behind a counter or a desk in a dull, head-end job. Right now the NZ Police are looking for young women of all sizes, ethnicities and levels of fitness (they'll help you get fit). There's even flexibility for women who want to have a family."
Just who are they recruiting, exactly?
It's been a big year - my first full year in the business, buying another business, got engaged, Dad's unwell, three overseas trips, working with Pamela Stephenson in Samoa. Things right now are stressy. Stressy enough that Mark and I had our first public argument on Sunday - over hash browns at a bar in Newmarket.
The TV channel is what's making me really stressy. It's all good - very good - but stressy. Last Wednesday I was in tears to Mark saying that my life is comedy and my meaning in life was to make people laugh. That is the reason I am on this earth and I lost it because I was trying to make a future for us by building a business. As such, my comedy has reduced and there was no chance of me getting it back as I am getting too old (yes, there is a bit of a time limit in this industry for of you who want to say 'age is no barrier'). I told him that I saw my future closing in front of my eyes and that there was no longer any reason for me being here. I was feeling very suicidal and like I no longer had a place on earth. It was very emotional for both of us. I eventually cried myself to sleep believing there was no future for me and that I would have to go soon. The next day at lunch time the TV channel dropped in my lap.
I'm not a big believer in "fate" but this seemed like it was meant to be. I guess it shows you always have to hold on, because you never know what's around the corner.
The TV channel is what's making me really stressy. It's all good - very good - but stressy. Last Wednesday I was in tears to Mark saying that my life is comedy and my meaning in life was to make people laugh. That is the reason I am on this earth and I lost it because I was trying to make a future for us by building a business. As such, my comedy has reduced and there was no chance of me getting it back as I am getting too old (yes, there is a bit of a time limit in this industry for of you who want to say 'age is no barrier'). I told him that I saw my future closing in front of my eyes and that there was no longer any reason for me being here. I was feeling very suicidal and like I no longer had a place on earth. It was very emotional for both of us. I eventually cried myself to sleep believing there was no future for me and that I would have to go soon. The next day at lunch time the TV channel dropped in my lap.
I'm not a big believer in "fate" but this seemed like it was meant to be. I guess it shows you always have to hold on, because you never know what's around the corner.
Tag-teamin' screamin' babies. And I'm on my own.
But I'm coping.
But I'm coping.
