The following is a true story. Names have been changed to protect the stupid.
A friend of mine, Jim, is a police officer for the city of Guelph, Ontario. For those that do not know, Guelph is a small city with good sized university. Like universities everywhere, the beginning of September is considered "frosh week" with all kinds of drunken shenanigans perpetrated on the long-suffering residents of the city.
So Jim is working the downtown beat, in full uniform standing beside a fully marked cruiser. A drunken male student (hereafter referred to as DI for drunken idiot) is weaving down the street towards Jim yelling "TAXI!" at the top of his lungs.
DI spots Jim and slurs, "Hey man! You a taxi?"
Without missing a beat, Jim opens the backdoor of the cruiser and replies "Absolutely, sir!"
DI gets in, and Jim starts the car and drives off.
It's only when Jim starts to pull into the underground parking at the police station and the automatic door starts to close behind him that DI starts to clue in. "Hey man! This isn't where I wanted to go!"
Jim replies, "It may not be where you want to go, but it's where you are spending the night!"
I wonder how DI felt when we woke up the next morning in the drunk tank. Gotta wonder how much he would remember.