It was Texas in the 70's a small Dept. a Gung Ho Chief.
It was what he carried and he decided that was what everyone would carry, other than the Females. He set up a PT Course that everyone had to pass yearly Run two miles, Push-ups, Sit -ups, the next day to the Range Qual with Hand Cannon.
A lot of fun had by all. LOL
I decided that this was not the Dept. for me!!
When I complained about the PT he said, You have to show that you can run down a Felon if you have to. What would you do if a felon ran from you? I said if he was that bad that I had to stop him I will shoot him in the A$$ with this Cannon, that should slow him enough that I can catch him.
The next week I turned in my resignation.
A few days after that The Town Counsel let him go. He let his Alligator mouth overload his Chee-Dee A$$.
When they Questioned his spending, he replied This is my Dept. and I'll run it the way I see fit. He evidently said more that didn't get out.
He left the Meeting Without his Badge, ID, Uniform Shirt, Gun, and Gun Belt, and Patrol Car. He must have Unloaded on them, and they gave him both Barrels.
No one missed him.
The new Chief called me and asked me to come back, and I did. I came back with a promotion, Sgt, to Lt.