Where's a Cop When You Need One?

I was headed home Wednesday afternoon on a busy road not too far from my apartment. Stopped at a light in the center lane, with cars on all sides of me, I happened to notice the Asian driver of the car on my right take a drag on a cigarette, and then slip the still-lit butt out through the gap made by his partially open window, and drop it to the road. I hadn't noticed the car prior to pulling up beside it, but I think it was a Toyota Prius.

The butt went out the window just as traffic started moving under the green light. I was so incensed I thought of stopping (or pacing him) and yelling at the guy. Of course, that would have been irrational and dangerous, albeit liberating.

I pulled forward with my lane of traffic, still fuming at that careless boob, but I didn't notice he hadn't moved. A hundred feet or so forward, I looked in my rear view mirror and saw him still parked where he had dropped the butt, but now his door was open, and all the cars in his lane behind him were blocked.

A second look yielded to my eyes the flashing headlights and the grill-embedded blue strobes of the unmarked police car that had been in line immediately behind him, and the bent-over body of the cop whose face was now in the driver's, undoubtedly asking why he had tossed the lit cigarette butt out his window!!!

FINALLY, after 45 years of seeing assholes get away with all kinds of shit, I saw proof that sometimes they do get caught!

And it was good!

Skeletons From My Closet, pt IV

Another one for Calhoun Street Motors. I don't recall having much input into this one, but I do love the names of the newsmen posted on the screen.