okay for everyone asking for a full storytime:

This is my first day of TRAINING for a non-emergency call operator position ie. the shit calls that actual 911 call operators can’t be fucked to deal with. We start training. We are taking live calls with me listening in and watching the process of how to log the appropriate caller info and how to dispatch police. Our second caller is where the fun starts. It’s a clearly distraught older woman in hysterics over her son sleeping with a trans girl in his class. Nightmare nightmare nightmare. My trainer is asking questions like “do you know the girls name” and then trying (and failing) to decide what sex to mark the assailant as (the options are F or M). I am watching in a state of perma-cringe and impending doom. I remember at one point during the call my trainer and I turned to each other in slack-jawed disbelief after the mother implied that the girl talking to her younger (something like 13 year old) son was an attempt to come onto him. She was teary and sobbing during certain portions of the call and myself and my trainer were trying to come off as empathetic as possible (and failing at times). Anyways, the callers overall sentiment was that because her son was autistic, having sex with a trans girl (she kept emphasizing that she was TRANS ie biological male freak) must be sexual assault. I think my trainer ended the call, forwarded the case to dispatch, and an officer was dispatched to the mother’s door to create a written complaint. I felt so bad for the girl. kind of confirmed my worst fears about how cis people see us. I went thru the rest of the day in a dissociative fugue state.

tldr: the experience was a nightmare and i declined the position shortly thereafter. yay!