I had one of those experiences last week. I was walking home from work, and there were six guards at the intersection of Nassau St. and Kildare St. I looked down Kildare and there were more guards, and people off in the distance. So I asked, “Sorry, what’s going on?”
“Irish Water, right?”
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Thanks,” I said, or something to that effect; then, in front of all the guards, I immediately jaywalked across the intersection to Leinster St, and I didn’t think anything of it ’til I was halfway down the block.