A woman flags me down on Second. She is in her fifties and dressed for a dinner party.
"Some one stole my car! I don't know what to do."
Jump in. I'll find your car for you.
What car do you have?
"A 2009 Dodge Avenger. It's silver."
Ma'am, that is a car that is not often stolen. We'll drive around and I will find it for you.
"But officer, it's stolen."
Humor me. The worst thing can happen is that I waste some gas.
Where did you park?
"On Second and Anxiety, next to the Fed Ex. I walked through their lot and went to Momma's for dinner. There were two black men near my car when I parked. I know they stole my car. I shouldn't have parked there!"
I am not sure about that. Let's look and see.
I roll south on Third to Temperance, turned back north on Fourth, and east on Anxiety.
Is that it?
"What do you mean?"
Is that your car?
It's parked on prior to Third. She was a block off.
I let her out.
"Oh, officer. Thank you so much. I'm so sorry. Can I give you a hug? "
It's dark. It's rush hour. I am south bound on the High Street looking for a mobile beef. The staggers forward a few lengths a light. At the cross with Clarity, the SUV in front of me stops at the red, waits a ten counts, and creeps across the intersection between the people in the crosswalks. Horns honk. Pedestrians pause. I hit my lights and sirens. The SUV pulls to the right, but rolls along. I toggle the air horn. The SUV drifts to the curb and finally stops.
I walk up and see a woman in her late sixties inside. She's flustered and confused.
Ma'am, do you have any idea why I have pulled you over today?
"No officer. I heard your siren and saw you lights and thougtht there was no reason for you to be behind me, but then you did not move around me, so you must have want to stop me."
Do you remember the last intersection?
The light was red. You stopped, waited, and then went through the light.
You drove right through the pedestrians in the crosswalk.
"Oh. I do remember there were people in the street."
Where are you heading?
"I am looking for Endeavor Street, so I can go home."
You missed it. That's two blocks to the north.
"Oh officer, the last time I came downtown I received a $250 ticket."
Well, I am not going to give you one tonight. I was looking for a couple fighting, but you ran the light in front of me. I think your attention is absent in your driving. Please pay attention and narrate your driving.