While driving to work this morning I saw a motorcycle cop, who was winding his way through a traffic jam on the freeway, yelling at people who were using their mobile phones. He didn't give them tickets, he just yelled at them. He’d ride up next to a car, shake his head at the driver and then gesture at them to wind the window down. Then he’d unleash a torrent of abuse not unlike an obstinate schoolteacher trying to corral a group of boisterous kids on a field trip.
It was awesome.
I had my window down and he pulled up next to me and saw my beaming smile and said "I love terrifying people in the morning..." and sped off down the road towards his next unsuspecting victim, laughing heartily.
I laughed too.
I had my phone wedged in between my legs at the time.