The Job: True Tales from the Life of a New York City Cop by Steve Osborne
3 words: entertaining, storytelling, honest
Ever love a book so much you keep talking about it until you become a total bore to
those around you?
Yeah, me too.
This summer, The Job was one of Those Books.
Why the introvert kept talking about it:
First, cops have the best stories.
Second, this guy’s a master storyteller.
Third, this guy’s one heck of a great writer. He does that thing I love, where a person
writes exactly the way he talks. So you can hear his voice.
(Before writing this book, he told his stories on stage for The Moth, and happily for us, he kept that same voice in his writing.)
His stories are an ideal mix of funny, heartfelt, sad, and unbelievable.
And some of the moments he describes are so weird they’re perfect.
His first day on a new assignment, he saw a guy march into the station house playing the bagpipes. “I glanced over to the cop on the switchboard, and he was still doing his crossword puzzle.” (p. 106)
Bagpipe dude was one of their regulars.
So there’s zaniness, and there’s adrenaline, and then there’s one chapter called “Cops Don’t Cry” that I can’t stop thinking about.
If you’re somewhere that people won’t see you cry, listen to it on The Moth.