During my morning commute, the traffic was limping along at 30 MPH over a bridge where the speed limit was 45 MPH. Because lanes were shifted to the left (but not reduced on impeded in any way), I needed to get from the left lane to the far right (two lanes total).
Anyway, I was running out of time, but a few cars ahead of me would not go over 30. Finallly, a police car moves to the right…and no one passes him. The guy in front of me needed to get over to the right, too, as indicated by him looking and turning on his right turn signal/inidactor. He opts not to pass the officer, even though he could have done so with 15 MPH to spare!!!
Finally, he panics and cuts into the right lane, and now I have no right lane options, so I punch the accel, bolt up to 50, pass the police car and duck into the right lanes in a few seconds.
I notice el Copo car is actually a “Federal Prosecutor’s Office Police” cruiser (nice side logo). “POLICE” is written in mirror image on the hood. “Police” is on the back, all decals and embelms look very official. Lights, etc.
So, what does Mr. Federal Prosecutor’s Office Police Officer do? He jumps out and bolts around a number of cars and swoops up behind me like he has some degree of authority and purpose.
I ain’t buying his act (I don’t know his purpose or authority, but I am guessing he has none over me). I proceed to merge with I-95 traffic and do so at easily 10-15 mph over the speed limit. He is on my tail. I exit as I normally do and deliberately drive down roads that make no sense on a morning commute (three rights followed by three lefts sort of nonsense).
He follows me. I am actually at this point gesturing my hand as if to blow him off and visibly luaghing at this guy. I get to my office parking lot and he follows me bu then speeds away like something came up. I made a number of ‘puh-lease!’ type gestures, and was hoping this guy tried to do something. He saw me – clearly.
Even after some Googling today, I have no clue as to what authority this guy had, but I am very curious, because he acted like he had alot, and I acted like he was bluffing. I got some nerve, but that’s me.
Did I win the bluff?