that was a cop out
Yours or mine?
If mine, I take it that means you think I should fill you in on what I've gleaned from your writings. (If I'm wrong or you're not interested, feel free to stop reading here and move along.)
Each of you was determined not to take any sh*t from anybody. Each of you was determined to dish it out. That's a volatile combination, the makings of the 'perfect storm.'
The "kid's" (as you referred to him) determination was enhanced, more or less, by his badge and armaments. Likewise, yours by liquid courage.
Two short fuses. Two hair triggers.
His partner was right about one thing. Those who wear the badge are expected to deal with such situations better than the average civilian. The public servant is held to a higher standard.