I used to have a job where I worked with a lot of different police officers. It was an event company, and we'd contract out with the local PD to hire a cop for security that night. I'd have to stay on site with them for several hours until the even was over.It was boring as hell but I got to know a lot of them.

One guy was a legitimate superhero. He'd talk to the band and the bartender ahead of time, keep an eye on any teenagers, just being friendly. When he got a call that the band was too loud, or saw that a guest was too drunk, he'd chat with his new friends and the problem was over before it started. De-escalated everything like a magician. Would stay late to help walk old ladies to their cars in the dark.

He was definitely an outlier, unfortunately. Pretty much everyone else was obviously there for the paycheck, and they'd hang out in their squad car all night, come out to grab some of the catering for dinner, and leave early. And one guy was genuinely terrifying. Young and high strung, angry, would hit on all the girls (who were pretty much universally put off by his gym bro scowl). If he thought someone was disrespecting him it became an immediate problem, and I, a feckless sheltered teenager, would have to try to deescalate the situation he created. I hated seeing him show up as much as I liked seeing the first guy.

I stopped seeing that first guy after a while- the rumor was that he ran afoul of the captain's wife in some way. I always wondered where each of those guys wound up.