haw haw, how ribald! spot on.
these days, whenever someone is trying to F*** with me in a low speed/no speed environment, like the one you describe, i put the flashers on, and get out and ask them what they want me to do. car v. car? like when the ghetto jackass wanted to use the right lane of a two lane road as his own turning lane (the only road into my apartment complex, and the one that kept me in the intersection) simple..after mouthing "two lane road at him,", i simply cut my engine, put my flashers on, and began reading from a paperback book rested on my steering wheel. either situation ends with the other guy giving me a hearty "get moving ******," and i get to leave with a smile on my face.

Quote Originally Posted by gale
The cop was just being a dick. They were just messing with you. The 1st cop prolly radioed ahead to have them give the guy in the sharp bimmer some jazz when you encountered the 2nd ones.

I had a road crew do that to me in Montana many summers ago. One worker at a stop was being ambiuguos with me whether he wanted me to go around him to the right or to the left & when I got up to the next construction stop, the 1st one radioed ahead & claimed I tried to run him over & said they could keep me stopped there all day & if I tried to make a run for it, they'd call in the State trouper. I played it cool & explained how the 1st one wasn't making his instructions clear, emphasized that I was going slow, took a lecture & they let me go on my way.

It's all a game. Everyone has to let you know their job is important & they get a nut having a form of power over you.