hopefully you will think this is bizzare or i need a head check.

Saturday night: I get off work late at the bookstore, bike over to a bar in an unfamiliar part of town to meet up with some friends. It's a little shady (mostly cuz I don't know the area... who knows?) so, I don't wanna have to lock up my bike too far away. Quick scan of the area and there aren't too many poles around. With a slight shrug of the shoulders lock it to a railing of the neighboring house keeping in mind that it is not obstructing any pathway in or out of said house, so on, so forth.

Proceed into bar and start off a dandy night of beer drinking and socializing... until (foreshadowing sounds of doom) cops pull up into the bar.
"DID ANYONE IN HERE LOCK THEIR BIKE UP NEXT DOOR?"
I quickly jump up mumbling under breath "well.. this is a little embarrassing" to little giggles and laughter.

Outside: face wrath of stick-in-mud-crazy-old-lady. I, luckily not intoxicated (not that I ever am) approach the situation with humility and cool-headedness...

"yes, ma'am I am very sorry. I did not realize it was going to be a problem."
"YOU SURE ARE SORRY! only a SORRY PERSON would disrespect somebody like that!" (I continue apologies for my sorry person while removing offending article.)

After locking bike up elsewhere, I return to scene of crime to undergo questioning and battering from cop and defendant. The cop takes down my information while stick-in-mud-crazy-old-lady literally stands there with arms crossed and shaking head and intermittenly interjects about how I am rude. Apparently this scene occurs every single night (with only a change in the accused individuals).

Rather than informing me of reasons why this is illegal (since I am dealing with enforcers of the law) the cop goes on to give me a morality lesson:
"HOW would YOU like it if someone let their dog POOP on YOUR front steps?!"
"Hah, yeah. I mean, no, I wouldn't really like that." (Is this cop comparing my bike to dog poop? That is rather rude. and FURTHERMORE... I wouldn't care at all if they cleaned it up before I had to walk down the stairs which would be the case with my BIKE.)

After more ado and to-do I am granted my leave. Turning to the offended, "Well, ma'am at any rate, I apologize again for my rude display. I was obviously not thinking." (My apologies are not getting me anywhere.)

Yeah, don't mess with me, man. I am a law breaker. I'd say my for my first real run in with the law on the wrong side, it was a rather humorous and puzzling experience, though like all problems with the law, on whatever side, just a bit infuriating. Just another antecdote (or rant) about how nobody makes no sense these days. Can't believe they had plural number of cops responding that quickly to a call like that. I guess I could find comfort in that.