I live on a quiet side street. It's right off of one of the main roads here in good old Weymouth. Every day I drive to the bottom of the street and take a right. I'm pretty familiar with the intersection, and I can safely judge how fast approaching traffic is going and whether or not I have the space and time to pull out.
Yesterday morning I approached the intersection, and looked to the left to see if anyone was coming. About a block away was a cop car. I had plenty of time to pull out, and I did.
Within a few minutes, I realized the cop was riding my rear bumper. I took my usual left, the cop followed. I drove another quarter mile with him on my ass. Then the lights statred flashing.
I pulled over wondering what the hell I might have done. The cop got out and walked up to me.
Cop: When you pull out of my street and you see me coming, what do you do?
Me: Um, I guess I should stop?
Cop: You can't just come tearing out of that street. Do you live on that street?
Cop: Well watch it next time.
Me: Yes, sir. I eyeballed you coming, and I felt I had plenty of time.
Cop: Well, don't do it again.
I was a little pissed, but I'm smart enough not to push it with the fuzz. First off, I didn't "tear" out. I stopped, looked, turned. The only way he could have come up on me so fast was if he was driving in excess of the 30 mph speed limit.
He didn't give me a ticket, so I was glad of that. Not that I did anything to merit one. I'm guessing he might live on my street. If so, he's probably aware of how fast people bomb up and down it. On any given morning I flip someone the bird as my wife attempts to pull out and they come flying by. But me, I was not speeding.
I put it out of my mind. Then, this morning as I'm standing beside my wife's car, we both notice an unmarked patrol car drive by and park 2 houses up. We exchanged raised eyebrows. She got in her car, I waved good bye to her and my son and she drove off. I noticed the cruiser turn around and park on the opposite side of the street 2 houses up. facing the same direction I would be driving.
I got in my car and backed out. I drove down to the intersection. I had to stop and wait as there were cars in front of me. I pulled into the corner qwiki mart and bought a pack of smokes. Came out, got in my car, took the same left I did yesterday. I look in my rear view, there's the frigging cruiser, right behind me. The son of a bitch followed me all the way to the highway. It was the same cop from yesterday.
Fucking A. This guy now has a bug up his ass over me. And I did not do ANYTHING wrong. I didn't give him any shit. I'll tell you this much, if he decides to follow me tomorrow, I'm either going to pull over and have words with him, or I'm calling the station and making a complaint about harrasment.