SOMEONE SNAPPED A PHOTO OF US—AND NOW MY JOB MIGHT BE ON THE LINE

It was supposed to be a quick lunch. I had just gotten off a long shift, still in uniform, and picked up my daughter, Zariah, from daycare. She’s five, and obsessed with anything I wear—so naturally, she begged to wear my old patrol cap and the whole police officer outfit we got her.

We went into Burger King just to grab her favorite chicken fries and a shake. She was strutting around like she was the sheriff of the whole restaurant. Everyone seemed to find it cute—older couple smiled, a teenager held the door open for her and called her “officer.”

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