Playing in Traffic
I have not seen a single police officer since I landed in Burbank. Now that I am in Pasadena I have not seen a single police officer or a single police administrator of the law. I don't know where the law is hiding out, but I do know they have made their mark, and it is a wonderfully serious mark.
If a pedestrian simply glances at an intersection, cars come to a screeching halt. Traffic will not move until everyone is out from between the little dotted crosswalk lanes. EVERYONE. If a little old lady takes 4 traffic signal sequences to cross, vehicles will wait 4 traffic signal sequences. No horn blowing. No obscenities. No points for running the old lady over.
Being awestruck regarding this driving regulation phenomenon, I now abuse the privilege. I will fake step forward, then turn completely around and move sideways looking the wrong way. Then I'll jump back, lean a little, then charge directly at an intersection without entering.
I'm a dollop drop bored.
If a pedestrian simply glances at an intersection, cars come to a screeching halt. Traffic will not move until everyone is out from between the little dotted crosswalk lanes. EVERYONE. If a little old lady takes 4 traffic signal sequences to cross, vehicles will wait 4 traffic signal sequences. No horn blowing. No obscenities. No points for running the old lady over.
Being awestruck regarding this driving regulation phenomenon, I now abuse the privilege. I will fake step forward, then turn completely around and move sideways looking the wrong way. Then I'll jump back, lean a little, then charge directly at an intersection without entering.
I'm a dollop drop bored.


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