lady on the corner

every morning as i head to work, i turn the corner to get onto state street. there's a light there, but since i am making a right hand turn, i usually never come to a COMPLETE stop on the red light unless there are cars coming. there's this lady on the corner, sitting there every morning, waiting at the bus stop. she has a short butch-like haircut and she is usually smoking a cigarette. and while i can't see her super well, i can just imagine a spikey bracelet on her left arm. she is just rough looking. so i make this turn every morning, and every morning, never fail, this woman watches me make the turn and then proceeds to wave her arm, point, yell and scream at me until she can't see my car anymore. at first this woman scared me, and i wondered (with my guilty conscience) what i was doing wrong. now however, i just beam a smile at her and sometimes even wave.