
Originally Posted by
G_bikeDC
On a weekday morning I was headed south on 11th Street NW, in the bike lane, toward downtown. Right around 11th and M a beige car was parked in the bike lane. Engine off, no hazard lights. Normally I would just go around and keep my exasperation to myself, but since there was so much traffic that day I was essentially trapped behind this car. Cars whizzing by my left and parked cars on the right. Since I was just stuck sitting there I tapped on the car's trunk to let the driver know they were blocking the lane. About one nanosecond after that, a police light went on in the rear window (ugh) and a large, angry man stormed out of the car and started berating me mercilessly for a minute before informing me that, yes, he was a police officer doing some sort of undercover task. I was called every name in the book, heard every four-letter word you can imagine, and was told I might be thrown in jail for damaging government property. I of course apologized profusely with no argument. (I don't mess with the law) After another minute of taking my verbal beatdown, I sheepishly pedaled on to work, a little shaken up and quite embarrassed actually. I mean, the whole block was watching and I'm sure the guy blew his cover in the process.
Later, when I was able to calm down, I thought about what had happened and about a few things: What should I have done there? / How was I supposed to know who was in that car? / The officer handled that in the most inflammatory way possible / Are they allowed to park in the bike lanes? / I'm damaging government property?
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