This morning I got pulled over by the police on my way in to the office.

I was riding Free Spirit at the time.

Geez.

OK. I was waiting at the intersection of College and some minor street in between University and Yonge, and I was playing that game where you try to stay balanced on the pedals instead of putting a foot on the ground (I am not very good at this game, and so it remains fun for me). I started to roll into the intersection when the oncoming traffic light turned red (i.e. during that totally pointless lag period when the lights are red in all directions). And then this cop car came cruising through against the fresh red, and I had stop to avoid getting hit.

The policeman stops his car in the middle of the intersection, blocking traffic against the green in both directions, to (a) ineffectively yell at me through his closed window, and then (b) pull me over to deliver a very patronizing lecture about how I should be DISMOUNTING at every red light from here to eternity. He then proclaimed my luck at his benevolence (not giving me a $120 ticket), flashed me a final devastating "the law is always watching YOU, KATE" glare, and drove away.

Personally, I think that I managed to avoid tickets for (1) allegedly running a red light, (2) not having a bell, (3) not having proper reflector/lights, (4) not having a helmet, and (5) listening to headphones while biking by managing to get pulled over by a policeman who almost destroyed me while running a red of his own.