I have been sitting on this story for awhile:
There once was a cop that pulled up beside me in the parking lot of a clinic where I worked. He was a bit put out, since you know, he could be out catching bad guys and issuing speeding tickets, but! Here I was... with a dead battery. (I had left the lights on, but I refused to admit that). So I had to admit, after some stern interrogating, that I didn't know how to jump my own battery. Or change a tire, if that were to happen as well...
After a lecture he jumped my car and got back to what he called, "actual work..."
What happened to that cop you say?
He slept on the couch.
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Seriously though, there are some cops that are insanely bad at their jobs. Those that have poor attitudes for working with people of different races, genders, sexual orientations.. etc. I have not met any of those, thankfully... It is those types that gives those that do nice thankless work a bad name.