Never Break The Law In Vancouver

Got to see a funny thing happen today on the way home from work.

I took my usual bus back towards home along Granville, but got off for a pitstop early at West Broadway. I dropped into a few stores I like to browse and then hit Chapters bookstore for the newest paperback release in the Dresden Files series, Changes (no linky as even the blurb on the back of the book is pretty darn spoilery if you haven't read that far yet. Trust me. I know...). I'm flying through Turn Coat at a much faster pace than I have been reading some of the middle run of the series so far. I think starting work and having time to read on the bus has gotten me back into the flow. That, and I loved Small Favor, though possibly only because of Ivy and Kincaid.

The Number 10 bus picks up right outside Chapters, so I wandered out and waited, and had front row view in the hilarity that resulted just moments after I arrived.

Some Flashy Car pulled up right in the bus lane, directly in front of the No. 10. The bus beeped twice, but the car remained until the passenger got out and walked away. Flashy Car drove off, pulling close enough past me for me to clearly see Smug Driver inside.

The No. 10 then pulled up to the stop and all us waiting passengers politely stepped to one side as the passengers who needed to disembark via the front door due to the number of people on board did so. One of their number was dressed in a bright yellow and black rainproof jacket and matching pants, a radio mic clipped to her breast pocket, and holding an electronic pad of some sort. I didn't recognize what she was, but clearly some of the other would-be passengers had. One commented, jokingly, "Did you get his license plate number?"

The Vancouver Metropolitan Traffic Police Officer didn't even smile, but tapped something into her pad, glanced up and responded "Sure did".