Intersection Guy

So in the main intersection by my house on weekday mornings there is this little guy - all of 5 feet tall - with a little hat and a whistle and gloves. He directs traffic, although the traffic lights are perfectly functional.

Anyways, I've only seen him once, but it pretty much made my week. He gets so into his job, flailing his arms about like wings, he madly blows his whistle and flaps one hand for the cars turning and one for cars going straight. The rises up onto his tippy-toes and glides backwards, and then shoots forwards, making motions like he is playing a flute. At one point, he moon-walked back across the intersection.

At this point, two things amaze me. One, that he doesn't get runover, and two, that the other people standing around me weren't laughing hysterically like I wanted to be.