14/18. So last night I was so drunk I gave the cab the wrong address when I was trying to get home from the bar. He ended up dropped me off like a mile away from where I lived. I walked around trying to get my bearings and slipped on the ice, re-breaking the frames of my glasses and hurting my knee. Eventually I reached what I thought was my entrance to my apartment and tried to get in, but none of my keys worked. I smoked a cigarette and tried calling my roommate, but he didn't pick up. I looked for my car on the street and realized it was not there, I must be at the wrong place. A few minutes later I see a cop car driving up and they stop right in front of me. They ask, "Do you know where you are?"
And I said something along the lines of, "Honestly, officers, I'm really drunk. Can you please give me a ride home?"
They looked at each other and kind of laughed and one of them said, "I've been there before man. Let me see your ID so I can run your information real quick."
I gave them my ID and got in the back seat. I explained more about what happened as they ran my name on their computer. I came up clean, so they decided to give me a ride home. On the way there we talked more, but the best part was when we got close and I told them it's a pain in the ass to get to because of one-way streets and the one driving, looks back and says, "Are you kidding? Look at who you're talking to."
He then flashed his lights and went down the wrong way of a one-way street. They dropped me off and told me to stay safe.
I honestly felt like I was in Superbad and thought they were awesome for not citing me or taking me to jail.
15/18. When I was young and dumb and going through a horrible breakup--really nasty—I told my ex something like I wanted to kill myself. I was really down and out and feeling hopeless. She called the cops and they showed up at my apartment. He talked to me for a few minutes and ensured that I wasn't, in fact suicidal. Then as the paramedics arrived, he sent them away and stayed and talked to me for a bit about love and loss and how these things pass with time and how none of it is worth being suicidal. Basically just helped me put things in perspective and left.
I don't know what they're entitled to do under the law when responding to these calls. Perhaps he could have taken me in custody--I don't know. But he was a really nice guy who gave me a few minutes of his time when he very fairly could have to told me to grow up and don't do shit like this that distracts them from more important things. His kindness and advice was a real turning point for me.
16/18. When I was young and my family was kind of in a bad situation, a police officer picked me and my siblings up and took us Christmas shopping. We each got to spend $100 on whatever we wanted. It was one of the best holidays I ever had.