I found a really niche state patrol office to pay a fix-it ticket. It was on the third story of an off site parking garage for a mall type thing. With only two “visitor” spaces. There were like 4 cops in this tiny office just yucking it up when I walked in. They all did the “oh look busy now!” dance when I surprised them. I think this was one of those “put him on desk duty so he’ll still get a paycheck while he gets cleared” type places. Nice enough for cops, but they had that shitty kid just got away with something vibe, bigtime.