I’m punctual–I’m not the type of person that is late. More often than not, I’m early, even if I don’t have to be. Anyways, I took my normal right turn on to Imperial Highway (which goes right by LAX), and noticed there was a motorcycle cop behind. “Crap,” I thought, “he’s going to pull me over for my burned out tail-light that I’ve been too lazy to replace.” He stayed behind me for a bit, and as I got to the turn to head right into El Segundo, I noticed an abnormal amount of traffic stopped at the light. Not a big deal…until I got up to the light and realized they were forcing everyone to turn into El Segundo and Imperial Highway was blocked by an ominous looking cop K-9 unit…for no good reason as far as I could tell. I figured there must have been some kind of manhunt going down.
After winding through a bunch of stop signs in El Segundo, and encountering an alarming number of motorcycle policemen (and you don’t want to see them in El Segundo, they are notorious for pulling people over for ticky-tack traffic offenses), I finally got to where I could turn onto the 105 and go to work. Only one problem: there was a motorcycle cop holding up all the traffic for an inexplicable reason.
I was feeling just slightly annoyed, as this detour had already taken 10 minutes, and the normal length of this trip is about 3 when it’s really busy. I waited, and waited for about five minutes, wondering to myself what on earth was happening. A 15 minute detour is relatively annoying when there is no apparent reason. I was three cars back and situated on a hill so I could see into LAX and see Imperial Highway and the non-existent traffic go by.
I was considering turning around, when it happened: I saw two motorcycle cops come through, followed by a couple of squad cars, followed by an armored GMC something or other, followed by the Presidential Limo, followed by another GMC (with windows open; assault rifles peeking out an open window, followed by more cops.
Yeah, I saw the President this morning, or at least his silhouette. Kind of fun…even if wondering what was going on tested my patience and made me a little late for work.