Badges? Oh I've got some stinking badges

Friday Night- San Francisco, CA. As those of you who have driven with me before know, when it comes to driving in San Francisco traffic lights, signs, and laws take a backseat to my agenda for getting around the City. On Friday evening I continued my driving game, "Joe is a Police Officer." It is a simple game, I pretend I am a police officer and drive as recklessly as I can. As I picked my brother up from the Zeum Theater a cab driver kept honking at me to go. True enough there was a green light however, people were in the cross-walk so being a good police officer I waited for the people to get by. The cab driver did not appreciate this and continued his reckless honking and as soon as he could cut me off...big mistake. I quickly hit the gas and pulled up next to him, rolled down my window, and flashed my badge (don't ask how I got one). The expression on his face can not be described in words so I won't even attempt to. All I'll say is, the streets of San Francisco are now safer thanks to yours truly.