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I was never bribed to get out a ticket but many flustered motorists have handed me their debit cards or credit cards instead of
their drivers licenses, to their complete embarrassment. I’d just tell them “I don’t have a card reader for that..” I also had a few
(too few, actually) women try to flirt with me. I had more cry though. The crying might get you out of a ticket (it worked with
me) but you have to start crying BEFORE the officer takes your license away back to the patrol car. After he’s written a ticket it
can’t be cancelled so there’s no use crying then.
I responded to an apartment complex with an aid crew for a young lady who was having some extreme distress; the illegal drugs
she took were not agreeing with her and she needed some help. I get there first and find a 19 year old woman in a slightly altered
mental state, with generalized disorientation. She was so out of it that she didn’t think twice about walking out her front door
into the exceedingly bright (for her) sunlight. Naked. She walked down the walkway and I was rewarded with seeing the
surprised look on my partner’s face as he arrived on the scene, came around the corner on foot and almost ran into her. The aid
crew took her away to the hospital.
A recreational boater had gone too far north into the bay and almost run aground. Good news: he didn’t get stuck. Bad news:
he bumped one of his prop shafts hard enough to punch it up into the hull, creating a hole big enough for a lot of water to pour
into. I found him tied up to dock with an emergency pump running at full blast, but only just enough to keep up with the water
coming in. That guy was in what you could call.. A Predicament.

