Suzi (k00kaburra) wrote,
Suzi
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Why I hate bicycles

Today I have a delicious cup of Adagio's Apricot flavored black tea sitting next to me, and it is wonderful. I brewed it this morning and then have drank it the rest of the day with ice cubes for a perfect refreshing tea. Yum!

I really need to start remembering to make lunches for work. It is so expensive to buy food whenever I'm extended, and it's so painful not to eat something for such a long time! Today I was whining about being hungry and poor (I absolutely can't buy mall food, I've decided - it's so bad for my wallet.) and Lisa first offered to lend me money so I would shut up about my rumbly tummy and then offered to buy me lunch if I'd extend myself to 5:30. (Clarification: Extending is when a manager requests - but really is telling - an associate to stay up to two hours after their original shift end. It's expected of all employees to anticipate this, but it's a REAL PAIN THE BUTT LET ME TELL YOU.) I needed to get to the bookstore, however, to get the ISBNs of my textbooks so I could order them in time for the start of school, so extending today was a bad idea. (I really ought to agree to extend more often though, because I am REALLY poor right now. I skipped out on tithing last paycheck and I am feeling very guilty about it.)
But to make everyone feel better I agreed to work Thursday morning when I originally had the day off, provided I let out in time to meet my brother for tea.

At the bookstore (with Seanie in tow) it took about five seconds to write down my ISBNs, and when heading home I stopped at a 'no turn on red' right turn. I had stopped a little late, and my car was protruding into the yellow-lined pedestrian crossing. So this older guy walking his bike starts crossing as is his right and as he passes me he KICKS MY CAR, in the process complaining about the fact I crossed the pedestrian line!
I. WAS. FLABBERGAST.

What the heck was the biker's problem? I wasn't so far into his lane that he couldn't cross the road without leaving it, and I couldn't complete the right turn because of the 'no turn on red' sign. Yes, OK, I made a mistake by braking too late, but HOW DOES THAT MERIT KICKING THE CAR?
Also, did the guy not stop to consider that I WAS IN A CAR and HE WAS ON THE ROAD? Suppose I was the road rage type and decided to give him a little kick with my bumper? Manohman was I tempted - maybe not him, but maybe edge forward a little bit and knock his back tire so that he fell down on his butt.
Heh, that would've been great.
I spent the whole drive home switching between righteous rage entailing dreams about what I would have done to him if there'd been actual damage to the car (luckily, when we pulled over there wasn't even a scratch) or if I happened to have a paint gun (Wouldn't that be great? A paintball gun to shoot all the jerks on the road?) and GUILT about being unable to turn the other cheek.
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