Turning from Cleveland Place onto 15th St, you get used to watching light cycles. Drivers on 15th have a green, then all lights go red and pedestrians are the only ones who can proceed through the intersection. Finally Cleveland Place gets a green to turn. It was then, after Cleveland Place got a green that I started rolling into the intersection to turn.
Thankfully I am hugely distrustful of drivers, and therefore watched with curiosity as a tow truck turned from Colfax onto 15th. He then accelerated and blew through the light, missing me by a few feet because I stopped. Mr. Etiquette ran the light so egregiously that the cabbie behind me was flummoxed and started commenting on how he almost nailed me.
At the next intersection Mr. Etiquette stopped at a light. Noticing me he rolled down his window and said "sorry, I didn't see the light" (apparently he didn't care or notice that I was in the intersection).
I replied "There is no excuse, you could have killed me!"
Mr. Etiquette then began screaming at me and challenging me to a fight...Awesome...
As calmly as I could, I explained, loudly and in front of the pedestrians crossing at the light:
"when you run a light, and nearly t-bone me it puts my life in danger and I have a problem with that"He then shut up and drove away without a word, this time not running an obvious red.
So once again, thank you yellow cab! Seriously I'm glad to have someone who saw how ridiculous this guy was being! So if you're in Denver, call Yellow Cab, not some crappy tow truck driver!
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