I'm walking down O'Farrell street towards Union Square when a jaywalking white guy almost gets hit by a car.  The driver's window is rolled down, and traffic is crawling, so they exchange words as the driver rolls along slowly.

Jaywalker:  Hey! I'm crossing the street!
Driver:  Yeah, I know.
Jaywalker:  You almost hit me!
Driver:  You're walking in the middle of the street!
Jaywalker:  What were you thinking?!
Driver:  C'mon man, you saw me coming!
Jaywalker:  Why don't you pull over then?
Driver:  What!?

The driver screeches to a halt and jumps out of the car.  He's a six foot black guy, and gets right in the jaywalker's face.

Driver:  Pull over for what!?  What are you gonna do!?
Jaywalker:  err ... umm ...
Driver:  Well ... !?
Jaywalker:  ...
Driver:  That's what I thought.

The driver hops back into his car and speeds away.