I was working in a psychiatric emergency room when the police arrived with another potential patient. They routinely foisted disorderly drunks off on the hospital, rather than contend with the paperwork involved in tossing them in the drunk tank.
“There’s no alcohol on his breath,” said the cop, stating his case for a psych admission. “He was in front of the Regency Hotel, saying he planned to check into a suite. Claims he’s got loads of money. He’s got no ID, so he’s a John Doe.”