Today, we stopped at a red light next to an SUV full of a family. I locked eyes with the driver; the mother. She smiled. I smiled. Then she laughed. I laughed. She waved. I waved. She kept laughing, turning to her passenger.
I rolled down my window. She rolled down her window.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"You guys!" She replied. "I was just saying how we have a nice escort with us now."
"Well, very good then. You guys have a very nice day! Merry Christmas!"
"Are you working Christmas?" She asked.
"No! We're off this year! We work New Year's Eve. On Evenings. It should be interesting."
"Well, Merry Christmas!"
A short time later, a message came across our terminal. It said that a gentleman had called the comm centre on the non-emergency line just to say "Thank-you" to the police for doing what we do, "especially in light of what happened in New York".
I am always very, very encouraged to have an uncharacteristically positive interaction with a citizen. It's a bright spot on a day typically filled with people's misery, complaints and dissatisfaction.
A very merry Christmas to the majority of the citizens in my city who I do not typically encounter on one of their good days.