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Make 30-70k In Security

This book is not for you if you enjoy horrible working conditions for minimal wages. It cannot help you if you really believe that Security Professionals are actually nothing more than “Rent-A-Cops”, or that you need years of experience to succeed.

 

This book is not for you if being the butt of joke from your friends about working as a Security Guard. If you don’t mind riding the bus while in uniform just to get to your job site, then this is not a book that can help you.

 

If you enjoy protecting lives and millions of dollars worth of equipment while only making minimal wage then continue what you are doing and leave this book on the shelve. If working for a company that will not provide you with the equipment and training to do the job is your idea of success then you do not need this book.

 

If you are ok with Hollywoods potrayal of security in movies such as “Mall Cop” then you shouldn’t read this book. If you have resigned your fate to working in a parking lot dealing with heat and fumes and do not want to get a better security job, then this book is not the answer.

 

Now, for those of you who want to actually get paid for what you are worth, get prepared because this book was written to show you exactly how to make this dream a reality.

 

Discover these secrets and more:

 

How to land just about any Security Job you apply for.

 

Which Companies are the best to work for and why.

 

How working in one certain area of security will put you on the fast track to success.

 

How to get free training that you can utilize to make more money and move up.

 

Which companies you can transfer positions from coast to coast or overseas.

 

How to get a position on the famous Las Vegas Strip by meeting one special lady.

 

How to turn in your uniform and make more money working undercover.

 

How to turn your Security knowledge into you own Security Company for less than you think.

 

These are just a few of the Secrets you will learn about Security that are inside this book. If you are tired of working tons of overtime just to make ends meet, then this book is for you. In order to earn a good wage, you have to work smarter, not harder. Right?

 

What if you suddenly knew where to position yourself so that employees contacted you instead of the other way around for security positions? Wouldn’t that make things a whole lot easier?

 

How would you like to know which security position that could net you 30-70K per year, starting tomorrow? Yes, this position exists and it can be your if you know where to look for it.

 

I’ve been in the Security career field for over 20 years and trust me when I say that things have changed. Especially when it comes to compensation. In 1987 after getting out of the US Air Force, my first job in Security paid me a whopping $6.00 per hour. To make matters worse, I lived in Hawaii and anyone who has ever lived there will tell you that $6.00 will not go very far on the Islands, even in the late 80’s.

 

During this time I had to make a decision, the one I made turned out to be a good one and that is why all these years later I am still working in Security. I chose not to go into Law Enforcement when I discovered that 2 years later I was earning almost the same as rookie police officers.

 

I’ve worked as a Guard, Loss Prevention, Investigations, Consulting, Force Protection and other areas within the career field. I’ve loved every minute of it and just like you, there have been times when I’ve doubted my decision to get into security. However, I perservered and moved forward and up the ladder of success in this field. You can too!

 

I’ve taken proven steps that I have utilized throughout my career and I’ve put it inside this book in laymen terms so that anyone can read it and make the proper adjustments to succeed, if they really want to. That’s what it really takes, commitment and determination to acheive a goal, just like iin every other aspect of life.

 

I’ve helped many young officer and even seasoned officers over the years to move up to make their share of the unlimited amounts of income in security. Will you be next?

 

Real Testimonials:

 

I haven’t read the book yet, but I plan to buy it anyway. Over the years Mike has assisted me in obtaining several high paying security jobs, to include one in the Middle-East. He told me exactly what to do and following his instructions I was given a position in Kuwait that I had no previous experience for, while there I was properly trained and I excelled at it. I earned over seventy thousand dollars per year while I was there. Thanks Mike, my family and I are still in your debt for your assistance with that one.

 

J. L. Turner, jlt232@yahoo.com

 

Mike found me working in a restuarant and convinced me that as a woman I could make a whole lot of money working in Loss Prevention. I had no experience and didn’t even know what asset protection was, let alone what they did on the job. But, I trusted his judgement and accepted his guidence and by simply taking the position I got a pay raise from the amount I was making serving food. Today I’ve parlayed the experience I obtained in LP to a great position with TSA.

 

Jane Malonzo, Las Vegas

 

The first time I met Mike I was working on the loading docks at a retail company. We talked and he asked if unloading trucks was my idea of success? A few months later I was working with him, learning how to conduct surveillance on foot. He taught me everything I needed to know about working Asset Protection. The thing I like the most about him is that he always pushed me to move up in the career field. Now, 4 years later I am a District LP Manager. Had I not met him this would never have been possible, I am sure. So if his new book has half of what he taught me, the sky is the limit for anyone who wants it.

 

Tim Mosley, Flint Michigan

 

These are just a few of the letters I have receieved from Officers that I have helped over the years. I enjoy working with people who want to learn and have goals in life. Hopefully you will be one of them in the future.

 

*** Book is scheduled to be released 14 June 09***

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The tale of the $6.00 Security Guard

Once, I worked as a guard for a company that had a Government contract.  It was really easy, but the pay was lousy.   I made $6.00 per hour.  Every day, I’d get the paper when I got off and look for another job.  The guys I worked with thought I was crazy. 

             Late night, we’d stand around and talk.  They were basically happy making peasant wages.  Not me, every night, I’d tell them I was getting out of here the first chance I got. 

            Guys would ask me, “Where you going to go and make more money than this working security?” 

             I’d tell them I was worth more than six bucks; I was going to find a job for at least twice that.  They’d all laugh and say, “There are no $12.00 jobs in security,” and that I should stop dreaming and get back to work.

            Then one morning, just about the same time I got into bed after the night shift, the company I worked for called.  The personnel lady informed me that my security clearance papers hadn’t been filled out properly and they wanted me to come in right then and correct them so they could conduct the background check.

            Now, I’m not a fool; I knew that this clearance was going to cost them at least ten thousand dollars and they wanted to pay me six fucking dollars.  I told the lady that there wasn’t a whole lot I’d do for six dollars, and getting out of bed to drive thirty minutes to fill out a form was one of the things I would not do.  I hung up the phone.

            When I got back to work that night, the supervisor came to me and inquired about the forms.  I told him the same thing I’d told the lady on the phone.  Then the asshole asked me why I had to be so belligerent.  At that moment, I gave my two weeks’ notice. 

              Later, we were outside having our normal talk, and all the other officers again told me there were no twelve dollar jobs, and that the company we worked for was a good company, and that I should go fill out the form and stay. 

               I did my two weeks and told them all to take care; I was going to find me a good paying security job. 

              The next day, I landed a job for $13.00!  I worked for a couple of months and, one day, I was on my way home from work when I decided to stop in and check on my old friends.  I pulled up and they all came out and asked how things were going. 

               I explained how I had landed a new job and what it paid.  They all got excited and I told them that there were no more thirteen dollar jobs, I got the last one.  Before I left, I also informed them I was waiting on my weapons permit and that I was in line for another job that paid eighteen dollars an hour.  They almost went into shock.  I laughed all the way home.

               Several months later, after I had started working my new job, I dropped by to check on them again.  This time, I was driving a shiny new 300ZX.  I pulled up and they didn’t have a clue who the fuck I was.  They all stood there looking to see who was in the car.

           I got out and they almost fainted.  I told them about my latest job and its eighteen dollar pay, and they almost shit.  They wanted to know how they could get a position at the new place. “Sorry,” I told them, “they have no more eighteen dollar positions.  I got the last one.” 

            But, before I left, I couldn’t help but explain to them about the new position I had accepted.  I’d taken a position overseas that paid a whopping seventy thousand dollars!  They couldn’t believe it. 

            The moral to this story is, if you feel like six bucks is all you’re worth, then six dollars is all you’ll ever get.

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“When asked how did I created such an interesting book about Security, I simply tell people… I took the approach of creating a car wreck. Everyone looks as they pass by (rubbernecking), to recreate this effect for Security I removed the mundane from the job and let the officers tell about the exciting and interesting events of their profession. Events that contain humor, drama, excitement, horror and humility. The readers of my book love this, short to the point stories that keep you entertained. Most readers say that once they pick this book up they simply cannot put it down.” M. Oden

How a Security officer got fired on his day off

Just like any other job, working security is no different. We’ve all
worked along side some strange and interesting people, however in
security at times I think we get the abundance of them.
Everyone of us has at one time or another worked with someone whom has
done something just so utterly stupid that you didn’t know whether to
laugh or feel sorry for the poor soul.

So for today I think I’ll give you the story of a former co-worker and
his ridiculous thought process and you determine which way you feel
about his asinine action.

I was working as a Security Police Officer on a USAF installation, and
although we were civilians and at the time not considered Sworn
Officers (that would come later with a switch to DOD) we were given a
whole lot of leeway by the local Police Departments. Hell, we wore
uniforms that pretty much mirrored every other PD in the city and with
the exception of the Base shoulder patch it was really hard to tell
the difference. Even our badges were the same as our local
counterparts. Looking back on it I think they gave us the latitude
because of our affiliation with the Government, and Uncle Sam carries
a big stick! Oh, the pay was pretty much on the same level with every
other PD in the area, which didn’t hurt.

As for the job, it was a cake walk. Hell, conducting a traffic stop on
a military base can be dangerous but not nearly as bad as what the
local Pd’s dealt with. Yeah we had domestics and drunken drivers and
such, but all in all it was a great place to work.

Getting back to the story line here, I was walking down the hallway
past the admin offices on my way back to my patrol car and I overheard
the the Chief on his phone and he wasn’t happy. The part I caught was,
“Hell no, we’re not conducting a sting operation in that area or any
area for that matter.” He then ended the conversation with, “Arrest
his ass, and confiscate his badge!”

I hurried out the door and jumped into my patrol car because when he
finished that call I didn’t want to be anywhere in the vicinity.
Someone had really screwed up this time and the last thing I wanted
was to get chewed out for someone elses stupidity.

I didn’t think much more about it and the next day when I returned to
work for briefing you probably could guess what the topic was? That’s
right, and the message was loud and clear. It is no longer permissible
to carry your badge off duty!

Well this just sucked, that badge had gotten many of us into night
clubs, strip joints and other places without having to pay a cover as
well as gotten me for one out of at least two speeding tickets over
the years. We had never really thought anything wrong with it. The key
was to show it but do it with subtlety. You carry a badge holder that
was also a wallet and therefore whenever you had to show ID, you
removed the wallet and at the first sight of the badge it was, “Oh,
don’t worry about paying, come on in.” Thank you very much!

After briefing I went up to one of the supervisors and inquired as to
what exactly had led to this change in policy.

After laughing for a long while, and I mean a long while this is what
he explained to me. One of the officers on his day off had taken his
wife to the hair dresser. Knowing that she would be there for several
hours he decided to drive around looking for something to occupy his
time.

Now most of us in the department probably would have found the closest
firing range and went in and sent a few down range (we all had
concealed permits and most of us carried all the time).

Well not this guy, he wanted to send a few down range but not at the
local range. He drives around and sees this woman standing on the
corner and like an idiot he pulls over and she walks up to the car.
She asks if he’d like a date and he agrees and she gets in the car.
She points him to a alley where they can have some privacy and he does
just that. However, as soon as he parks the car she reaches for what
he thinks is condoms and instead she pulls out a badge! Now the car is
surrounded by several other cops and she says, “Your under arrest for
soliciting prostitution,” without thinking (here I’m giving him the
benefit of the doubt, because up until this time he really hasn’t been
thinking at all) he says to her, “No you’re under arrest we’re running
a sting in this area to stop prostitution”, and he pulls out his badge
to prove it.

This was all about the time I was heading to my patrol car and the
Chief was on the phone, because of course the PD had to check it all
out to see if they could cut the guy some slack as well as show some
professional courtesy. Unfortunately for the officer, or former
officer the Chief wasn’t trying to hear it.

Every time I think about this story I think to myself, “How in the
hell do you get fired on your day off?”

A strange security officer meeting

A strange security officer meeting

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I accepted a position as Assistant Director of Security at a Mall on the Las Vegas Strip. I’ve been in security for quit awhile working my way up the ladder and although I’ve had many positions that were challenging, I knew from meeting the first officer at the property this would by far be my biggest challenge.
I pulled up into the parking garage and I called the Director on the phone to inform him that I had arrived. He however was stuck in typical Vegas traffic and informed me that he would be along shortly.
Being my first day I didn’t want to enter the facility until he arrived to introduce me to the troops. I decided to stay in my car for awhile and wait for his arrival. After several minutes I figured I’d get out of the car and walk around the level of the garage I was on just to pass time. I was standing near the ledge of the floor looking out over East Las Vegas toward UNLV when a voice behind me stated, ” It’s not worth it, don’t jump.” I looked back to see a young officer from the property walking toward me. I immediately said that jumping had never occurred to me because life was way too precious to waste. He laughed and we quickly began a conversation.
I asked him how long he’d worked in security and he informed me that he had worked for this particular company for several years. Then without warning he went on to tell me how bad the company was and how he hadn’t been given a pay increase for two years.
I asked him if he’d talked to the Director about the over site? He said that he had but he’d still not received one and that now it didn’t matter because he and his brother were working on a sales business that he knew would get him out of security for good. I wished him well. He still had not asked, nor did he have any idea whom I was and since he was now on a negative roll I wasn’t going to tell him anyway.
He continued on by telling me about his girlfriends, both past and present and how they had cheated on him and so on.
About ten minutes into this conversation I was beginning to second guess my acceptance of the position. I began to make excuses about waiting for my friend and I dropped hints that he should continue on his rounds but nothing seemed to work. He continued to talk and it began to wear on my nerves.
Finally I decided I had by this time enough so I began to walk back towards the sanctity of my car. I told the officer to take care and walked away. Wouldn’t you know it, he followed me, talking the whole way.
By this time I’d heard how lousy the security department and company was, all the way to how lousy his girlfriend and former girlfriends were to how he’d once beat up a co-worker whom had made fun of him.
I politely got into my car, bid him farewell and started the engine. He stood there as if we weren’t finished yet. In the end I had to put the vehicle in gear and drive away as if I were leaving the garage just to get away from him.
I finally settled for a spot on a different floor and although it made my walk to the Security Department a little further away it was worth it to get away from this officer.
A few minutes after I parked the Director called me and asked me to meet him on the floor I had just left. I went to meet him and I told him about my strange encounter with one of the officers and he was laughing so hard I thought he’d pass out. In the middle of the laughter the officer walks around the corner and sees me walking with the Director and he almost shit a brick. He quickly did an about face and scurried off in a different direction. The Director is still laughing and now he’s laughing harder because he already knew whom I was talking about even before the officer changed directions right in front of us. The whole time I’m seriously wondering if I made the right career move. Could you blame me?
The next day I walked into the briefing room and introduced myself to the shift. The officer was there and he looked like he wanted to disappear. I explained how I was, how I operated, what I expected to happen over the next three months and how we would work together to get to know one another.
I then went on to explain how as Security officers we are always to remain professional while on the job. I told them it was not wise to air your company related issues to the general public and that to do so was in violation Company policy per their employee handbook. By this time the employee had that fight or flight look on his face.
I went on to explain that if they had issues with pay or vacation or whatever, for them to talk to their supervisor and if he couldn’t work it out or explain it then he was to come and see me and together we would get the correct answer.
When I left the room I heard laughter which I expected because by then they had all probably heard the story of how the officer was out shooting of his mouth to the new Assistant Director.
I’ve been at the same location now for just under a year and a lot has changed. Stepping into the door there were nine supervisors, currently only two of the original supervisors remain. That’s what generally happens when a new manager steps in and require that you actually earn your pay. People tend to quit. It’s OK though, now other officer have been given the opportunity to step up and they’ve done a fine job.
The officer I met on my first day? He still works for the company, just not at his original location. He’s now at a smaller location to eliminate the amounts of people he can interact with.
The job at this point is rewarding and now fun. It makes me laugh that on the first day I was questioning my decision. I’m really happy I’m here now.

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Getting fired for a bad stop in Loss Prevention

There are officers who take too many chances. Instead of seeing all the steps, they’d see one or two, and then they’d make the stop anyway. But eventually, your luck runs out on you.
We had a girl who went into the fitting room to watch a couple of females try on items. While walking out, she noticed another girl in a fitting cubicle, next to theirs, place a dress into her shopping bag.
Now, she thought she had something. When the girl came out, she followed her and when she exited the store, the officer arrested her.
She took the girl to the booking office and, the whole time, the girl was asking, “What the hell is going on?” When they got into the office, she told the girl to remove the dress she just stole while in the fitting room. The girl of course asked, “What dress?”
The officer reached into the bag and pulled out the dress she had seen the suspect place in the bag. Of course, the girl told her the dress belonged to her and that she was trying to match it to something else that she chose not to buy.
The officer became angry and basically chewed the girl out for being a liar. The girl started crying and said she wanted to call her dad. However, the officer was unrelenting. She started to book her for the theft, and because of the price of the dress, it would be a felony.
One of the LP managers walked by and saw this young girl crying, and although that was not uncommon, stopped into the booking office. The manager realized that, for some reason, this girl looked somewhat familiar.
The girl was still pleading to call her father, and since she was a juvenile, we had to contact a parent. The manager asked the girl’s name and when she blurted it out, the manager almost fainted. She stopped the booking process and removed the officer from the room, leaving the girl alone for a few minutes.
In the hallway, the manager asked if the agent had seen all the steps required in making the stop. The officer of course said yes, because even though she didn’t yet know why, she was smart enough to know her job was in danger.
The manager went back into the booking room alone. After a few minutes, the girl handed her the receipt for the dress from her purse. The officer watching through a two way mirror realized this was going to be a problem, but she still had no idea how large this problem was about to become. The manager exited the booking room to give the girl privacy to contact her father.
The manager looked at the officer and said, “Not only does the dress belong to her, but to make matters worse, her father is the vice president of the company that owns all the stores our company has.”
Months later, we were all sitting around clowning. Someone said, “Hey, remember so and so?” That’s what happens to you when you take chances. Months later, officers sit around and ask if anyone remembers you.

Watching Shoplifters on my day off

The one major downside to working in asset protection or loss prevention is, you lose the urge to go shopping. You just don’t want to do it. On your day off, the last thing you want to do is go to a mall where people are shopping. My girlfriend does not even ask me to go shopping with her anymore. She says it’s too frustrating. She’s trying on clothes and I’m pointing out who’s stealing. It drives her nuts.
Also, I hate those little women’s stores, you know the ones that have two salesgirls working, and the store is three thousand square feet. They have these fake cameras and all these signs about prosecuting thieves. Yeah right. Who’s watching those cameras?
It had happened to me so many times with my girlfriend I could not take it anymore. We were in one of those stores and there was only one salesgirl, I guess the other was on her break. My girlfriend was in the fitting room and these two large black women were trying to get the salesgirl to go into the stock room to look for merchandise they knew the store did not have.
I could not take it anymore; I just blurted out that the store did not have the merchandise because the shipment would not arrive until the next weekend. I pulled out my badge and called the salesgirl by her name, which freaked her out (it was on her name tag), informed her that I had been sent to watch the store because of the losses. The two black women, as well as a couple of white women, saw that badge and headed straight out the door.
The sales clerk started to sweat because she really thought I had been sent by their corporate office, which told me she probably was ripping the store off too. My girlfriend came out, noticed the store was empty, and, immediately said, “What did you do?”
That was my last shopping trip with her. As for me, if the store I work for does not have it, I’ll order it online.

Security and Ghosts

We were assigned to  Kunia Point Satellite tracking station on the Island of Oahu in Hawaii.  It was about a thirty minute drive from our regular base.  When you get there, there’s a guard shack at the bottom of the entrance near the beach.
 The guard shack is usually manned by two DOD (Department of Defense) guards.  We manned the top portion.  From the bottom of the hill to the top, it takes about ten minutes to drive along a narrow winding roadway.  Once on the top, the view is breathtaking; it’s beautiful. 
 On any given day, you could actually drive through the clouds.  The point sits so high on the mountain top that the clouds cover it some days.  The first time you see this, you feel like a kid.  Walking in the clouds is something I’ll never forget; it feels damp, like fog.
 Our job was to patrol the area on top which housed all the satellite buildings.  They tracked everything coming and going from airplanes to missiles.  It’s really a boring job once you get over the beauty of the place.
 However, with all that beauty comes something else, and I learned it the hard way.  One night, both the DOD guards called in sick; instead of just one security specialist, they sent two of us. 
 Since I had the higher rank, I assigned my co-worker to work the guard shack on the bottom of the hill and I took the top.  I did this primarily because I wanted to get some sleep. 
 At the top, I found a clearing where I could park my truck.  Then I prepared for some serious shut eye.  But, for some reason, I couldn’t sleep and the wind kept blowing the truck back and forth.  I don’t know why, but I also had an eerie feeling that I wasn’t alone.  I rolled up the windows of the truck and locked the doors, and tried again to settle down for a little sleep. 
 I nodded off for about an hour, but, for some reason, I awoke.  I remember looking at my watch, perturbed.  It was only 0200 hours and I still had six hours to go before we’d be relieved. 
 Out of the corner of my eye, I saw some movement.  Once I got my eyes focused, I observed a man on a black horse riding down the side of the mountain.
 The crazy thing wasn’t that he was there; it was the strange way I reacted.  I remember saying to myself, “What the hell is this idiot doing in a restricted area at two o’clock in the morning on a damn horse?”  Then, I unlocked my door as the horseman got nearer, and I exited the truck.  I looked over the truck and he was standing, still looking at me.  I reached down to grab my m-16 rifle.  When I lifted my head to check on him, he was gone!  Disappeared!   
 Hell, I did the exact same thing.  I jumped back into that truck and hauled ass.  By the time I arrived at the gate shack at the bottom, the truck’s brakes were smoking.
 I slid up to the gate shack and ran inside where my co-worker was busy typing out the shift blotter.  I think I scared him by the way I came in because his eyes were big as mine.  He later asked me what had happened.  But I couldn’t tell anyone; I didn’t know how to explain it.
 Later, when we got back to our regular base, I located my boss and requested that I return to the Point for the next several nights.  I never told him why but he approved it.  I had to know for myself if I’d actually seen what I thought. 
 One thing bothered me the most.  When I replayed the image in my mind, I realized the man on the horse looked like one of the old Hawaiian Warriors from the paintings I’d seen.  No shirt, a black cape and a wooden helmet. 
 The next night, I returned to the Point.  This time, the two DOD guards were back.  Before I headed for the top, I also checked out a pistol from the shack.  This, with my m-16, made me feel a little better.
 I was using an old patrol car since the truck, because of its brakes, was due for maintenance.  After a little chit chat with the guards, I slowly made my way to the top of the mountain.  I went back to the place where I’d seen the man on the horse.  Of course, I saw nothing this time.  So, I decided to make my rounds. 
 I was on my way up to the water tower when, off in the distance, in the bushes, I heard something moving toward me.  The closer it got, the louder the sound became.  I could tell it was big because the bushes were moving.  I stopped the car and I knew I couldn’t get my M16 because it was under my legs.  So, I was trying to get my revolver out, but, my seatbelt was over it.  I was tried like hell to get that seatbelt off as this thing got closer and closer to the vehicle.  I started screaming when it was a few feet away in the bushes and I kept screaming while I tried to pull my revolver out!  All of a sudden, a large wild Hawaiian Pig came out of the brush.  The pig ran across the road, in front of my car, and into the bushes on the other side.  The thing was so damned big it had to have been four feet high to the top of his back.  When it was all over, I almost fainted.  In my mind, I thought something was really going to get me.
 After that scare, I felt I needed some human companionship.  I drove back down to the guard shack.  The DOD guards were Hawaiian and they’d been working the post for a very long time.  I told them about the pig incident and they were a little depressed because I didn’t shoot it so they could eat it.  The rest of the night went without incident.
 On the third night, the DOD guards called me to return to the gate shack because they wanted to talk to me.  I returned and was told that they knew why I was there so many days in a row.
 They said they knew I had seen something on the mountain.  They also assured me that I wasn’t the only person ever to see something they couldn’t explain.  I was told that the location was the point where spirits left this world for the next and that, sometimes, they didn’t go. 
 I guess I should have felt better but, actually, it made me feel a little more uneasy.  I still had two more days at the point and the last thing I wanted was to see someone who refused to be where he was supposed to be.<a href=”http://www.observeandreport.net