So back to the original incident. I get to the corner and notice tons of people on either side not crossing, despite the fact that there were no cars in sight. "Stupid tourists," I think. "Don't know how to cross a street." So I proceed to make my way over, when halfway across I notice a cop standing on the corner. We make eye-contact.
"Please come here, sir," she says.
I walk towards her, head down like a school kid who knows he's about to get detention.
"Do you know it is a ticketable offense in the District of Columbia to jaywalk?" she says.
"No ma'am." (That's a lie.)
"Well it is. And I could write you up but I will let you off with a warning this time."
"Thank you ma'am." And then (I was really pushing the limit here):"You know, I'm really hungry and it's lunchtime. I was just trying to get to -"
"It's better to be hungry than hit by a car," she cuts in.
"You're right," I respond. And I walk away, half-hoping she had given me a ticket because that would be a great story to tell the grandkids.
Anyhow, I've been paranoid as hell crossing Q and Connecticut ever since. That is until today, when I see these three cops go lollygagging across the same street without a care in the world. So much for setting a good example...