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Quilt shop owner called to report a theft. Some gal had wandered into the store, acted real nice and polite, and then when the
shop owner let her guard down and let the woman browse for a bit unattended, the thief grabbed 3 medium sized quilts valued
at $800 each, and then made a clean getaway. I was never able to identify or catch her.

One of my coworkers caught a guy walking down the street; a fugitive with a warrant. The suspect was detained and my coworker
asked me to go to the office and confirm the warrant in the file drawer. I did, and so then the guy got officially arrested. At the
jail, we realized he had a different offense; turns out there that in the file drawer we had another warrant file for another
completely different guy who had the same first, middle, and last name. And that, kids, is why we also check the date of birth
when confirming warrants. Because sometimes people the exact same names. Again, what were the odds? Well, on that day,
pretty low.

Same coworker wrote a speeding ticket to a woman going too fast into work. Her ‘Don’t you know who I am?” statement did
not get her out of ticket- she was the City’s finance manager. I thought it was hilarious that he didn’t know her. Equally hilarious;
she got a ticket.

Do enough traffic enforcement and sooner or later you’ll pull over an off-duty cop or two. Or eventually a dozen. Or a prosecutor.
Or a sheriff’s deputy. Or the sheriff himself. Or a mayor. Or in my case, all of the above.