When I lived in Baltimore - all the time.
Where I lived we never watched COPS the TV show, my neighbors would come over and sit on my front porch and watch the live show.
Just a few incidents
The kid up the street , who wanted everybody to call him Satan, had an axe and was chopping up the park benches
Another kid was standing nude in the middle of the street screaming ‘fuck you’ at the top of his lungs and busting whatever bottles he could find in the middle of the street
A drunk passed out half in the road, I thought he might be dead until he moved. His legs were sticking out where they could get run over.
A guy dragging his gf out of the car and taking a wrecking bar to her head - you could see the blood from a block away
When my ex bf kicked in my door and tried to choke me
Car parked blocking my driveway and I had no idea who it belonged to
A big incident involving drug dealers throwing their gun in my yard and their attempts at getting it back which involved them trying to take a baseball bat to my dogs, well, it’s a long story. First and only time I ever cussed out a cop.
Once some kid in the neighborhood threw a bottle and broke my window, I didn’t have to call the cops because unknown to the brat, the cops were driving down the road and saw him do it.
Once I almost called the police on an altercation taking place almost in my back yard, but it turned out it was the police and they busted some drug dealers. It was amusing to see the same drug dealers who walked around like they owned the street crying and whining like babies when the police had the down on the ground in cuffs. Who knew they were such wimps?
Once when my truck got stolen, I found it before the police did
Twice when my house was burglarized
Outside my neighborhood
Various accidents, drunk drivers, some asshole who pulled a gun on my then bf, my sisters violent bf who beat her up, a broken water pipe in somebody’s front yard (it was the middle of the night and the water dept was closed), drunk passed out in the middle of the road (I almost ran over him), kids dropping bricks from an overpass, when a friend and I met up with a known rapist (we got away) while we were out hiking, once when I saw a house on fire as I was driving down a road
I should have called but didn’t the night some girl ran out in front of me after getting away from a rapist. I let her in my truck and drove her to where her friends were but she was adamant she didn’t want me to call the police or take her to the hospital. I should have insisted because the guy went on to rape and beat up other women before getting caught.
So lots of calls to the police
my life has never been boring