The Beer Traveller

I wouldn’t consider myself a uptight or nervous driver, but DC is a nightmare if you don’t know where you’re going.  First fumble of the day consisted of almost running a couple of Capitol Policeman off the road.  Impatience got the best of me when I decided to pass a dump truck downtown.  After pulling over to the next lane I heard a honk behind me.  I was thinking who’s this asshole as I looked in my rearview & saw both a motorcycle cop & car cop.  Mind you, the truck that almost hit them had a huge “www.TheBeerTraveller.com” magnet on the back.  You want to talk about a recipe for getting pulled over.  The adrenaline tweaked & I nervously awaited that familiar site of the flashing lights.  As I pulled up to a stoplight the motorcycle cop pulled along side me & motioned for my window to be rolled down.  He informed me that I may want to use a signal light next time as I almost hit his partner.  And than…that was it.  I must say this was the coolest cop I ever ran into (no pun intended).  Thank goodness there’s more important people in that city than the Beer Traveller.  Guessing they had to escort some politician to their escort.