I went to jail for one night about 5 years ago.... I always told myself I'd never go back. It totally sucked. But today I was biking to work, the same route I always fucking take... I pretty much haul ass through UC Berkeley every morning and my work is right on the other side of campus of where I live. If I hit a hippy... I hit a hippy. Today, a fucking cop jumped in front of me telling me to get off my bike and walk. I weaved around him and said "I can't hear you." Hehe.... I heard him but I figured he's campus police. Rent-a-cop if you will. However, his partner on a Harley was right around the corner waiting for me. He pulled me over saying "I was running from the police." City police.... fair enough I thought. Once the other officer caught up, I was in handcuffs and just wanting to get to work. The cop was a total ass to me, showed ZERO respect... I was nothing but "Sir's and yessirs." I was running from the law blah blah blah because some douchebag thought I was biking through campus too fast. Fuck yourself. Yes, I ignored your request of me getting off my bike and walking it.... I have better things to do. If I wanted to walk my bike, I'd just walk to work. Turns out... I knew all along.... the shop I work at fixes the police bicycles consistently, and it was nothing but smiles and respect from then on. Once I mentioned my employer my "jail sentence" turned into a "riding with headphones" (Yes, that's a fucking law I guess) and "Failure to walk my bike in a dismount area." Yes, that's also a fucking law. Fuck you. He knew I'd have too much pleasure with a speeding ticket on my bike... and he's right. I'll get that one within the year.... I'm rerouting my commute with a 25 mph zone and a steep ass hill to go down. I can hit that thing going 40 at least. HAHAHAHAHAH! Fuck that cop. Cliff notes: I got pulled over on a bike. Cop was a douche bag. I'll pay my $40 fine like a tool.