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

[lifeofglamour.livejournal.com]

Wow. You got let go with a bit of hassling. That's never happened to me. If I'm pulled over, for some reason there is absolutely no force on earth that will cause that interaction to end with anything less than a ticket.
Well done.