Monday, November 19, 2007

NaBloPoMo, xix

Today I let my inner schmuck out to play. I didn't realize it at the time though. I was driving back to the office after a quick and easy court hearing and I was in a good mood. So I'm not sure why, but it irked me when I was maybe thirty yards or so from a green light at an intersection and a dude crossed the street in front of me (instead of walking up to the cross walk at the intersection). Being that I was irked, I said, rather loudly, "Sidewalk Asshole!" I realize, in hindsight, that this was the wrong word choice; I should have said, "Crosswalk Asshole!" My word choice, however, wasn't the issue.

You see, the whole thing really wouldn't have been a big deal, but my windows were cracked and the guy heard me. The guy, who happened to be a cop. From the side, all I could see was his black pants and black jacket, not the pretty badge and hoopla he had on his front. But when he turned to look at me after I voiced my greeting, I got the full frontal view and realized my faux pas. As if this wasn't bad enough, I was so busy staring as Sidewalk Asshole Cop, that I didn't realize my light had changed from green to red, and I ended up running the red light. I wonder if he thought, "Red light Asshole!"

2 comments:

Lisa said...

The open window will get you every time.

The Knitting Blog by Mr Puffy the Dog said...

Ackward. Did you blush?