Earlier this month,
an officer with a
police department in Ohio filed a lawsuit against his agency seeking
$3.5M in damages. The officer claims that he was subjected to
harassment as a result of his wife posing for Playboy Magazine.
According to the
John Sherrod, says Fithen was harassed on the job and was asked
repeatedly for copies of the magazine and for the autograph of his
wife, Beth. The lawsuit also claims police began an investigation of
the couple that caused emotional distress.
I donít know about
your department, but if this is all that happened, he got off lucky. At
my PD, it would have been no-holds-barred, merciless, hell.
If my wife were to
tell me she was going to pose for Playboy, the first thing to pop into
my head would have nothing to do with the moral issue, the sanctity of
our marriage, jealousy, or the even the pay day: it would be the moment
that word of my brideís photo shoot reached the locker room at my job.
And, knowing my
colleagues, the planning would commence immediately.
The assault would
be launched as soon as the suspect issue hit the news stands. From that
moment, my life would change.
Each workday would
begin with the normal stroll through the parking lot, however, my face
would grimace as I prepare for what I was about to find in my mailbox.
mailbox was untouched, the next hurtle would be the locker.
Most certainly the front of my locker would be decorated
with my brideís new hobby.
If the locker were
clean, Iíd hope to get through briefing without the topic surfacing.
Perhaps a fake report would be carefully inserted into briefing for the
sergeant to read aloud.
But, if for some
reason I made it this far, my last obstacle would be the patrol car.
And if there were
no pictures, poems, or requests for autographs on my dashboard, Iíd be
At least until
eight hours later where Iíd have to repeat the entire process in
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