A Motoring Story

So the other day I was driving home along the main (sort of; it’s fairly rural where I live) road leading to my little side street, and saw a policeman up ahead giving me the halt signal. Since he was on a detail for ongoing water line replacement road construction, I wasn’t surprised; since between him and me there were a couple of honkin’ big water department dump trucks parked on the left shoulder, narrowing the way for a couple of oncoming cars to get by, I halted right away, several dozen yards from him.

This apparently was unacceptable to the driver behind me. How dare I stop way back there? He promptly swung wide around me and zipped ahead, reaching the officer as that fellow was beckoning my side of the bottleneck to proceed and tootling right past him. Son of a bitch.

I went ahead, slowly since I prefer not to run over construction workers if I can help it, and halted by the officer to ask if I could turn right just up ahead to enter my side street. Nope, sorry, newly laid pavement, got to keep on down Linebrook and circle back to enter the other end of Kimball. Then he asked, “Did that guy swing around you?”

I grimaced, resigned to injustice; nodded: “Yeh, he did.”

He smiled. “Never mind, I got his license plate number.” And he waved me on.

Sometimes there is justice.

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Excellent!

Great story, but I still think the Massachusetts law requiring the use of police officers to direct traffic around construction is bullshit.

He might have got the number, but he ain’t gonna do shit with it, I’d bet.

One New Year’s Eve we decided to drive downtown and look at the fireworks. We were stopped at a red light on a 2-way street, the crossing street was a 2-way street but it happened to be empty. So the driver behind me decided he didn’t want to wait any longer to get to his party/bar/orgy or whatever, so he pulled around me and made a left turn onto the 2-way cross street.

I was happy to see that no previously-unseen traffic came by to get involved in an accident with this carefree soul.

I was ecstatic to see the police car, that had been facing us across the intersection the whole time, pull out and pull the car over.

There are so few cases where one gets to witness this kind of instant karma.

I think I’ve posted this in the past, but it fits this thread. There is a small shopping center/strip mall less than a mile from my house… they have everything from a grocery, liquor store, drug store, pizza place, Chinese, barber, etc. so I go there often.

The streets in the neighborhood are 25 mph, and the bigger road, although long and straight is 30 (also with a school zone).

I pulled out of the shopping plaza and was cruising along the main road doing 30 and some guy came right up to inches from my rear bumper. He even honked. I decided he had it coming so I pulled over into one of the parts where you can turn off into a neighborhood and stopped. He floored it and waved to me using only one finger.

I pulled back out and waved back to him using all five fingers as he sat by the side of the road next to the cop I had seen camped out at the elementary school.

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I have posted this before. Several years ago, I was walking along a one-way street that goes from three lanes to two, makes a 90° turn, then goes from two lanes to two-way with one lane in each direction.

I saw car #1 get passed on the right by car #2, a sedan which apparently was moving too slow for the driver of #1. As they entered the turn, #1 promptly passed #2 without signalling and sped up. Whereupon #2 promptly lit up its concealed lights and hit the siren.

Hey, it’s the thought that counts, innit? :wink: