DaGaffer
Down With That Sorta Thing
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So, I'm off the train and walking to work. As usual I get the Quays and some fuckwit cyclist decides traffic lights are for other people and runs the red light at O'Connell Bridge; but this time, an unmarked Garda car is on the scene; lights go on, cyclist is pulled over and out gets plod to give the guy a ticket and a mouthful of "ye feckin eejit ye". "The system works" thinks I, and I carry on walking up O'Connell Street towards work with a spring in my step.
Literally 90 seconds later, a marked Garda car shoots through a red light in front of me by the LUAS line and nearly runs me and about three other people over. No lights, no siren, just decides he's going through. FFS...
Literally 90 seconds later, a marked Garda car shoots through a red light in front of me by the LUAS line and nearly runs me and about three other people over. No lights, no siren, just decides he's going through. FFS...