I took the sickest line at the crosswalk earlier.
It was a crosswalk that really you can just cross all the time because it covers a parking lot or something that people rarely turn into, but they still put a signal light. (And in general at crosswalks sometimes you just know you can hurry across before a car could possibly be there in time to hit you.)
My only concern is whether the police are around and I can get ticketed for jaywalking.
It's tragic how that has to happen. Cars are naturally dangerous-- I don't need an added variable to worry about when I line up for a possible jaywalk.
I don't see any officers, but it's not a perfect science. If you try it a million times you won't correctly spot the police car every time. Sometimes they show up at the last second too.
Some people are crossing, others choose to wait. It's really close in my mind what I want to do.
I ultimately need to cross twice. I need to zag across the busier road after I zig. So it occurs to me that I should just keep my eye on the 2nd light, and when it turns, then I jaywalk over to it.
(This way whenever jaywalking wouldn't ultimately save me time, I don't risk a police stop. The tradeoff is I lose a couple seconds some of the time.)
When I moved, I felt the aura of everyone behind me taking half a step forward before realizing the light hadn't changed. I moved really decisively. Because indeed I was moving on the command of a light. Just not the light they had in mind. It must have looked so spastic, like.. he waited here with us all this time, and then suddenly jaywalked on a dime like that?
But really it was all planned out. It was just a higher level than what we're used to at traffic lights.
editor's note: This happened about a month ago. I wrote it and wanted to add the pic before posting, and then I forgot about it. I opened up Steemit just now to blog about something else, and it was here waiting for me.