The cop who personally stopped a cab for me when I was hopelessly waiting for one on a street corner , at 1 AM , looking a bit like a prostitute . I was leaving a 1920 s themed party downtown wearing nothing but my heels and a LBD with a hoodie on top . I could have walked home it was only a 20 minutes walk but it can get a bit tough in this part of town at night and I kept hearing mom ' s voice in my head going Get a caaab . Get a caaab . So I called one , since all the one ' s I hailed were already fullheaded somewhere . And I waited . And waited . Shivering in my LBD , right across the homeless shelter where , conveniently , a fight had just started . I saw a poilce car pull up by my side and thought Oh wonderful , I definitely don ' t look suspicious standing on a street corner waiting to get picked up ! . The cop probably thought the same because he got out to talk to me with the sternyetcompassionate attitude of a dad who just wants to get you back on the right track . I started talking as fast as I could , trying to find my student I . D . in my purse , explaining the dress , the party , the waiting on a dark street corner . He was pretty kind to me also looked a bit relieved , told me to just get on the main street and keep hailing , because some creepy cars were already circling the block where I was standing . I said yes , and once he got in his car , I just started walking home instead . Couple of minutes later , he saw me walking alone , so he switched on his police sirens , stopped a cab that was going in the other direction and basically just forced the driver to take me home . Maybe not so much a rescue story now that I think about it . I could have just walked .