i-commute
seaside is my home
london town is where i like to roam work
they are very different looking, smelling, sounding etc...
i'm amidst a full sensory combination experience.
on charing cross road today i pulled over for a passing ambulance.
when it had gone past, i pulled slowly back out after it.
i was on the phone to my agent at the time, on handsfree.
i wasn't speeding or in a hurry.
but i hadn't seen the police car that had also pulled over to the right further up the road.
when i realised that they had pulled over for the ambulance too, i stopped parallel to them, to let them out.
which made the little men in the red car (diplomatic police) with the machine guns get very cross.
so they shout at me to pull over and start bashing on about how i was tailgating the ambulance, to cut through traffic at speed, meters from the back of it.
which was/is a lie.
normally when i get a tug by the police, i am doing something (slightly?) wrong so it's easy to over-apologise and kiss their asses like they like.
when you know you haven't done anything wrong, it's VERY hard to apologise profusely for it.
subsequently i started getting into a barney with the shorter pigman and things escalated unpleasantly before i REALLY had to kiss ass SO hard i left the scene hating myself for being so pathetic.
only upside being i don't have to prove my innocence in court as i was being offered MUCH more than 3 points and a fine for my illegal behaviour.
unpleasant little men with machine guns: power happy little ego twats.
this was not positive policing.
my brother's a policeman and he's super cool.
just because you wear a uniform and get to tell people what to do, you don't have to be a cunt.
shame i don't have a picture of this to share with you: it didn't seem like a good photo opportunity at the time.
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