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I first started visualizing cops as real people when I went on a ride along in 12th grade. I remember a case where a mother of two children was conning neighbors into giving her money through some kind of a scheme. She'd made at least $200. The officer I was with wanted her to get up to $300 or so...that way they can get her for grand theft. A mother of two children. Before the day ended we stopped by a gas station with a reported theft. The cashir knew who stole the three boxes of cigarettes...costing the store about $320. The officer didn't even wait for the gas station owners to arrive...but they did as he was leaving...and he just shrugged them off. Why? It was checkout time. The day was done...not his problem any more. Earlier he had mentioned his neighbors coming to his house on an off day if they have a domestic dispute or something and telling him to take care of it...but...he's like "I'm not working right now...you'll have to call someone..." or something like that. I understand though...it is a job. It is just a job.