Lady Cops

Police Careers for Women coverPolice careers for women

Submitter: I have found another woefully out of date career book at my local public library. I volunteer and help people long out of work find new careers or jobs. We need to use the resources at the large public library. As a librarian at another institution, I can’t imagine not weeding a careers section at a such a large public library. Yet, there are plenty of books just like this.

Holly: We all know how Mary has a fit every time an old career book shows up at ALB, so she has to be absolutely cringing at this one. It’s reeeeaaaallly bad, you guys. It was a perfectly reasonable book for a public library, but it is so out of date as to be useless! The lady on the cover stepped right out of 1979 with that hair. The pages below detail how it is hard to get uniforms to fit women and how lady cops don’t want to be wearing a skirt and heels, digging their gun out of their purse. Well, no kidding! The page on physical size is interesting, and I’m glad to know that at 5’0 and within the normal weight limit listed on that page, I too can be a lady cop. Score one for me! Think I’ll keep my day job, though.

Polce women uniform problems

Desireable height and weight for women police



  1. There’s not too much crime where I live, but if I ever became a police officer (only in my dreams and in some video games), I think the one thing that would drive me crazy would be hearing doughnut jokes every second of my life. I’d never be able to walk into a Tim Horton’s again even out of uniform, and up here in Canada going to “Timmy’s” is almost like a religion. 🙂

  2. Good grief. I had forgotten that “zipper on the side” thing, but I am old enough that I had pants and even dresses with zippers on the side. I can’t imagine who originally thought that was a good idea.

  3. Anyone else have this blast from the past run through their mind’s ear when seeing this book?:

    “Once upon a time, there were three little girls who went to the police academy. And they were each assigned very hazardous duties. (Cut to shots of Sabrina writing parking tickets, Jill typing, and Kelly as a crossing guard.) But I took them away from all that, and now they work for me. My name is Charlie.”

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