Sometimes you are grateful for the drunk that has been getting progressively more intoxicated through the duration of your shift. As you drive past him on the way to the hospital you wave at each other for nearly twelve hours.
Then, as a final job of the shift for both you and the police, he tries to get up, falls over and gets a massive bump on the head.
He's not aggressive and his timing is perfect, both you and the police get off shift on time for a change.
Also – sometimes short little random thoughts let you have time in your real life to get some real life concerns sorted out, although doing it for more than a week would be tiresome.
Our Control was asking for an ambulance for a stabbing on our patch while we were on our way, under blue lights, to a twenty six year old with indigestion. So it goes.