Police officers. Have you ever had an all-units call? And if so, what happened?

I was doing a ride-along in college in a fairly small city in Georgia when we got an all-available

units call. The address came in, the lights and sirens went on, and we were hauling it at about

120 miles per hour across town. I had no idea where we were headed

until we got there. The only thing the officer said to me was, no matter what happens, stay in the

fricking car. If you see anyone with a gun call it out on the radio like this, they showed me how.

If any of us get shot, call it in and stay in the car. Then he took a deep breath, calmly got

out of the car and took off

at a sprint toward a 40-person melee in front of the only adult club in town. We were the first

car there. Over the course of the next 30 seconds, officers arrived and kept coming until they

outnumbered the people fighting. The officer I was riding with was completely on his own for a 10-second

eternity and was able to rip about

10 people apart from fighting before backup arrived. It was the single bravest and most humbling

thing I've ever seen with my own eyes. When it was all over, he got back in the car with three

drunk and beaten-up dudes in the back, turned to me and said, so, when are you going to sign up?

25 years ago, smallish rural town, my dad was a beat cop on patrol.

My cat brings in a live mouse and was playing with it in the kitchen, and my mum is deathly afraid of rodents.

So she calls dispatch and tells them my dad needs to come home.

Dispatch gets on the line and tells my dad to switch to a secured line, there's an emergency at home. My dad's driving home to take care of the issue when all the cops on patrol in my small town,

probably like four, come with sirens and lights blazing to my house because they all heard there was an emergency at my dad's place.

My mother was mortified.

Years ago, friend of mine was a dispatcher for the county.

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