Potrero Hill Street Blues

[madbaker]

(cue theme song)
I left my house around 5 AM as usual. It's dark out. As usual.
About a block away I turned the corner and down the street was a car in idling the middle of the road. I slowed, and as it didn't move, I honked.
Then I got closer. It was a cop car. Whoops.

The cop followed me for two blocks and then pulled me over. The best thing I could do was to not show any attitude -- I gave him my license so he could verify that I'm not a felon (and not driving a hot car, which I guess is what he was doing there). I repeated that I didn't see it was a police car when I honked.

After only a little bit of hassling, he let me go.
Welcome back, turgid drama. I can't say I've missed you.

Comments

[ermine-rat.livejournal.com]

hehehe the first time my sister drove a car, she hit a police car at a stop sign...

Never honk! like flipping the bird, it will get you into trouble. I remember in Greece and Italy that the horn was a communication device, like a telegraph.

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

Oh, it was a non-confrontational tap on the horn, not a full-on blare. I was trying to say "Hey, move your car out of the middle of the street so I can drive by" rather than "You idiot, learn to drive!"
...cops don't necessarily make that distinction, though.