I will not bore you with the details, but today my boyfriend wound up in the ER on a heart monitor (sounds serious, but trust me, it wasn’t).  Anyhew, it gave me the opportunity to play a little good cop/bad cop, if you know what I mean.  In other words, I got to interrogate him about certain things, whilest using the monitor as a lie detector.

I know what you’re thinking – cruel but ingenious. 

Bottom line, my man is a pretty straight shooter – which is good.  But while I was putting the screws to my perp (boyfriend - - cop talk), I learned a little something about myself as well.  If I were not a nurse, I would be an awesome cop.

To be clear, I would make a good good cop.  I could lull my suspects into a false sense of security with my upbeat demeanor and feminine wiles.  Any unsuspecting criminal would be thinking I can trust her, she seems cool…then bam enter the bad cop. 

I do NOT think I would be a good bad cop, in fact, I would probably be a really bad bad cop. 

Despite what you think, I am not that tough.