Coming Soon- How to Earn 30-70K in Security, Without a Degree

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***

Get a Free Copy of the Top 5 Security Companies to work for Today.

Send e-mail to info@observeandreport.net

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 funny but true Security Story

When you first start working for a guard company, they usually send you to different locations until they find one that fits you or one that they have trouble filling.  Unfortunately, most time of the time, it’s the latter of the two.

            During this moving period, you meet some cool people.  I met a fat guy who worked with me at a gated community one night.  He told me all about the company and the good places to ask to work on a permanent basis.  

            They had given me a schedule for the week.  Each day was at a different location, so, I showed it to him and he looked it over.  When he got to my fourth day, he told me he didn’t like that post because it was at a cemetery.  

            He told me the reason they had guards there overnight was, people would steal the flowers from the graves and then resell them.  That’s pretty sad but there are some screwed up people in this world.

            He also told me, on the property at the top of the hill, was a crematory, that the son of the guy who owned it was pretty much a wacko.  He said the son had been seen driving by the guard shack with dead bodies sitting in the front seat, and that was why they had a hard time keeping permanent guards there. 

            By the time he finished his story, I was thinking I’d probably call in sick that day and leave it to someone else to work.  Luckily for me, he told me that, at night, they always had two guards working, instead of one, like the day shift.  Whew!  That was a relief. 

            The day came for me to work at the cemetery and something told me to call in, but it was a new job and my girlfriend was on my case about being responsible.  She also liked teasing me a little about being scared of ghosts and goblins.  So, to prove her wrong, I went to work. 

            I pulled up to the post.  It was well-lit so that made me a little more comfortable.  Also, I thought I’d have someone to work with to make the time go by fast.  I went into the guard shack and the first thing the guard on duty said was, the other guard had called in sick, so, I was going to be working there alone!

             I couldn’t let this guy know that I wasn’t too happy about being at this cemetery all by myself all night.  I couldn’t allow him to question my manhood.  He gave me a quick post briefing and showed me everything I needed to know.  Before he left, I started to feel a little better about the situation.  Then, he informed me that the only person left on the premises was the son of the crematory owner and he’d probably leave in an hour or so.  Damn, I’d gotten so comfortable I’d forgotten about him, now I’d have to worry about this wacko until he left.

            Once the guard I relieved was gone, I turned on the radio and used the phone to call my girl.  There was really nothing to do except to make sure no one entered the grounds until morning when the property opened for business.  Since the post had been started a year earlier, flower thieves had to go elsewhere for merchandise. 

            About an hour into my shift, I heard a car start behind me.  I stepped out and saw the headlights of the only car left turn on.  The son was headed down the hill towards the gate and me.  It’s amazing how much crazy stuff can go through your mind in a matter of seconds when you get a little scared.

            The car came closer to the gate and I positioned myself in front of the guard house in the center of the median so I didn’t look nervous, and, also, I wasn’t too close to the lane where his car was.  As soon as he neared the gate, he slowed down, and when he did, I thought he might say goodnight or something.  When the car moved alongside the guard house, I looked inside and, I swear, all I saw was a female arm.  He was pointing it at me. 

            I screamed like a little girl and hauled ass.  I was running down the street and this guy was following me.  I couldn’t get away fast enough; it was like a bad dream.  There were no other cars coming.  On one side, I had the cemetery and I damn sure was not going to climb the fence and run through there.  So I went full speed down the side of the road. 

             I ran about a half mile until I was exhausted but this guy was still following me.  Finally, I grabbed a big rock because I’d had enough.  When he saw that rock, he stopped the car and opened the door.  I bolted again.  In the distance, I heard someone calling my name.  When I finally got enough nerve to look back, I saw the son and thought he looked kind of familiar.  He kept calling my name, and when I finally recognized his voice, I knew I’d been had. 

             There was no son, and the arm was a mannequin arm.  The culprit was my fat co-worker from a few days before.  I should have hit him with that rock.  Come to find out, his uncle ran the crematory, and, three days a week, he worked for his uncle as a janitor cleaning up the place. 

            He was laughing so hard he couldn’t catch his breath, and I was so pissed I was wishing he’d have a heart attack.  He had tears rolling down his cheeks and, after a while, I laughed too.  On the way back, I was trying to figure out how I could keep his fat ass from ever telling anyone this story. 

When we got back to the gate, the guard I relieved was standing at the gate and before we got out of the car, he, too, burst out laughing.  I found out later that all new hires went through this ritual.  In the end, it wasn’t so bad; hell, later, I helped set people up for their night at the cemetery.

Starting out as a Security Guard

My first guard job, when I came out of the Corps, didn’t last long.  I was hired to work for a company in LA, and they sent me to guard a junk yard.  
 I was just out of the Corps, so, I was still a little bit eaten up.  Regardless of the uniform I was wearing, I had to be all spit and polished.  I arrived at the junk yard and reported to the owner.  Man, was he an asshole.  But, he was a former Marine, like me, and a Viet Nam vet to boot. 
 He took me on a quick tour of the compound and made sure that I paid special attention to his prized possessions.  He had a small area that had nothing but old beat up Cadillac’s; there must have been thirty of them.  He told me that he had people coming at night, stripping those Caddies, and my job was to make sure it didn’t happen again.
 When everyone was gone from the lot and the night got late, it was a good opportunity to evaluate my situation.  A month ago, I was a Marine Corps sniper; now, I was sitting in the middle of a junkyard working as a security guard.  Damn!   
 I was depressed; here I was sitting in my car, and, hell, it looked right at home in this salvage yard.  I had a .38 revolver but only three rounds of ammo.  The radio the company issued me might or might not work in the event of an emergency.  My flashlight stopped working shortly after I left home!   
 Somewhere in the middle of feeling sorry for myself, I fucking fall asleep.  Can you believe it, falling asleep, my first night on the job?  When I woke up, I heard the owner screaming something about those fucking Caddies!  Hell, I knew I was fired, so I started my rusted out car and went home.
 Later that day, while I was going through the want ads again, the guard company called me and said that the owner wasn’t as mad as I thought and they wanted me to go back to the junkyard again. 
  Shit, the classified section of the newspaper didn’t have a whole lot, so I figured I’d better do a good job this time or I might have to go work at McDonalds.  When I arrived, the owner pretty much blew me off.  Which was ok; I was lucky to be working. 
 This time, I stayed out of my car and made rounds of the compound like I was on patrol in the Corps.  But by 1:00 am, I was tired.  Then, I saw what appeared to be movement in the corner of my eye.  Yeah, I thought I saw something; it was the shadows of three guys as they were climbing under the fence.  They hadn’t seen me, so, I moved into the shadows to get the jump on them.  I got to within about twenty feet of them and with my trusty .38 drawn, I shouted “FREEZE!”  They froze alright, but not the two pit bulls they had with them.  Those two dogs chased my ass through the compound and I was screaming like a bitch.  Finally, I jumped up on some crushed cars and the dogs couldn’t get to me. 
 I was on that stack of cars until daylight, but, I didn’t know if they’d left yet.  The whole night, I was trying to make contact with the guard service on the radio they’d given me.  Piece of shit didn’t work!   
 The owner walked through the lot and he was cussing about his fucking caddies being stripped and how pissed off he was.  He didn’t know that I was above him on some cars.  I jumped down right in front of him and scared the shit out of him.  Somewhere, he’d picked up my .38 that I’d dropped when the dogs chased me.  Before he could say anything, I grabbed it out of his hands and ran to my car.  This time I didn’t care if they fired me or not because I’d already made up my mind to quit!<a href=”http://www.observeandreport.net

“Observe And Report”

This blog is about the book of the same name, “Observe and Report” Behind the Scenes with Security, in Their Own Words. This is the first book about Security of it’s kind on the market today. It’s definately not another boring Security manual. This book is about true on the job stories and tales of actual security professionals.

For the first time you’ll be able to go behind the scenes and see what Security personnel do on the job. Each story is a different officer and they’ll entertain you with funny, witty, amusing, sad and sometimes tragic events from their jobs. All in the line of duty to protect life limb and property, yours!

A great book for anyone contemplating entering this amazing career field, has worked in the field or simply the curious reader whom wants to be entertained. You can order your copy by visiting  www.observeandreport.net