I think I cursed at people at least 4 or 5 times during the ride. I should clarify that. I cursed under my breath, not *at* them. And all those times were for the same offense... stopping their cars in the crosswalk. Hey, assholes! That crosswalk belongs to ME... the cyclist. And also, pedestrians. Ya know, those of us who happen to be pretty unprotected and vulnernable to the metal monster you are carelessly putting in front of us!
I know we're in the minority here in this suburban paradise, not like in the big cities. But, the crosswalks are there for us. So, stopping your car right smack on them kind of blocks us in!!! Or worse case, blocks us out in the intersection!!!
And yes, I did curse under my breath other times... mostly at speeding drivers.
You didn't really think I got through a 25 mile ride by only cursing 4 or 5 times, did ya?!!
;-D
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