Had the misfortune of being stuck in a red light traffic queue last Sunday while out on my bicycle in the late afternoon.
I had pulled over to the left, on a thin stretch of road, to wait for traffic to clear so that I could take a right turn without being run over. There was a long delay as the upcoming traffic lights seemed to have malfunctioned... Unfortunately, a f*cking Garda car ended up right by my side and I was stuck beside them for a good 3 minutes.
Eventually, the smart-aleck bogger in the passenger side rolled down the window and asked me what I thought I was doing? I hadn't murdered anyone recently, so was a bit confused by his question.
Got quite paranoid and was sh*tting myself as I realised that it was getting dark and I had no back light on the bike because some skanger had stolen it at Killiney Shopping centre a few days beforehand and I hadn't got around to replacing it. Also, my front brakes were f*cked, which was why I stopped in the first place, as they conditions were icy.
Was expecting to have the riot act read to me for not wearing a safety helmet or luminous vest (a man must maintain a style though...).
In the end, he just pointed at his ears and I realised I was wearing my MP3 inner-earphones (which was admittedly, really pretty stupid on my part, although I had them on lowest volume level). Anyhoo, with that, the lights went green and off sped the Boys in Blue to solve murders, set up a wire-tap, get some coffee or attend union meetings...
Just as well I didn't give them lip and particularly that they didn't blood-test me (might have been f*cked on that one)!
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