Badge Bunnies

Badge Bunnies.  Have you ever heard of them?  If you're a fellow police wife, I bet you have.  Badge Bunnies are women who throw themselves at officers because they are attracted to the uniform and the power it conveys.  They don't care if the man is married; they want what they want.  

I first learned the effect of Badge Bunnies when I realized the prevalence of divorced police officers.  Friends, the number is high.  It alarmed me right from the start and I expressed this concern to my husband.  He assured me there was no reason for me to fear.  I told him not to be so confident; he was only human, after all.

When he was just starting The Force, it happened to his best friend.  A dispatcher got him.  It was so sad because we were very torn.  This was the man who got him into the field and helped him get hired.  We were close with the couple and had been to their home.  Our kids were friends and we had a history.  We couldn't choose sides.  We actually figured out the affair before the wife did.  It was a brutal breakup and painful for a lot of people. 

I sat down and started counting how many officers were divorced.  It wasn't a number that made me comfortable.  Infidelity was the cause in every situation, I believe.

My husband had multiple experiences with Badge Bunnies, but he found them funny, for the most part.  One situation turned quite serious.  He worked a local grocery store on days off for extra side money.  A young girl and her mom always talked to him in a very friendly manner.  One night, the girl said to my husband, "My mom likes you."  My husband wasn't surprised, because the two had made it very plain.  The woman was not someone he would ever be attracted to, and he kindly let her daughter know he was not interested.   The daughter kept showing up though.  A lot.  After some discussion, we realized she went to school with our son, who had recently graduated high school.  She started following my husband.  That turned in to lightweight stalking.  He eventually reported it to his sergeant.  The sergeant showed up on one of my husband's calls and the girl was there.  He took her in to the office to talk to her.  She confessed that in high school, she had a crush on our son, but her infatuation had since turned to his father.  She was ordered to stay away from all officers.  It was quite disturbing.  Thankfully, we haven't heard from her since.

So apparently, cops are either too loved or too hated.  Can't we just find a middle of the road?

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