| Comment | Some stories I have accumulated recently:
1. I went to uni with two folk who are now cops. One was a drunk waste of space. The other, no word of lie, was a doorman because he really liked tussling with folk. What you want, eh.
2. Pal called the cops on a domestic above their flat. Cops arrived, asked if everything was ok, which the couple obviously said yes to, so came down to my pals door and went YEAH SO WE CHECKED OUT THAT DOMESTIC YOU REPORTED ABOVE, ALL SEEMS FINE, BYE.
3. Two of my family were involved in an incident a couple of years ago where someone (not them) crashed into something. They phoned the cops who were sending someone out. Waited 90 mins. Phoned up again 'oh yeah, they're not coming. Low priority'. (It was a Sunday afternoon).
Cool stuff, seem great. |
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