What made you quit?

For me, it was a thing I saw on highway 101 just outside Doran beach. A lady had run through guard rail and was teetering on a rock at the edge of a cliff. I radioed dispatch and they told me not to touch her because of insurance stuff and I told them to fuck right off and recovered her car. (It had to be put on a flatbed obviously) I quit literally immediately after that call was through. Left the keys in the truck and went drinking at the Casino Club. Look it up; nice place to get a couple of beers on your way up the coast. Just don’t overdo it or someone like me is going to have to pull you from a watery grave.