I worked in the Seafirst Fifth Ave Building and lived on Lower Queen Anne at the time. Walking home through those assholes was very interesting.
And scary.
Seafirst actually put most of their downtown employees up at hotels during the violence.
I rode my bike in from Hawthorne Hills, and brought it up to the office. I got home late, after making a dash through the remaining protesters in the early evening.
Another scene sticks in my mind, when the anarchists / protesters used dumpsters as shields, lit the contents on fire so flames were shooting out the top, and rushed the phalanx of police with the flaming dumpster / shields. Wow! It broke the police line for a bit.