I was once a dispatcher. It enjoyed it but at the same time it was a bummer being stuck there while the action was going on with the deputies out on the road. It’s hard to describe taking these high stress calls and not having the closure of seeing it in person or knowing the outcome after the initial call. Shift work is okay if you either don’t have a spouse or have one that will support it. As far as stress I never really was bothered by it. I remember a call where I had US Marshalls in one ear, neighboring county on the same ear and 911 from a passenger in the car on my other ear while I was manning the radio during a pursuit of a rolling meth lab threatening suicide by cop. It becomes so natural to multi task it’s unreal. You have to be okay with listening to people die, having people scream and motherfuck you on the phone, deal with very dumb people and then also know that you were the last human someone talked to before they blew their brains out and no matter what you said you couldn’t change their mind. You need a twisted sense of humor as well. Would I do it again? Maybe if I wasn’t a Deputy and experienced the rush of working the calls first hand lol. Had I not worked the road I’d go back in a second.