Did you forget the instant Ninja lesson we all got last week? A Fat F*ck pulling his shirt over his head and screaming like Bruce Lee would have scared him.
:) Rick -----Original Message----- From: HOFLists [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Monday, July 14, 2003 1:34 PM To: CF-Community Subject: Idiots in Traffic, Fat F*cks and Bikes on the Left. OKAy - I'm vented. Just got into work - I ride my bike. I ride a little over six miles in to the Back Bay area of Boston (busy, city streets). I'm riding down Com Ave (Commonwealth Avenue for the non Bostonians) which is a large avenue split by a wide park (basically two one-way streets. I'm going to turn left at the next block (another one-way street). I'm always with traffic and I ALWAYS obey every traffic ordinance on my bike (red lights, use my hand signals, etc) - so much so that I tend to drive other cyclists crazy. So, anyway: I'm riding slowly along nearing the next intersection (it's a red light) when a guy (a seemingly upper-middle class guy in a newish SUV) pulls extremely to the left cutting me off. He then yells out the window "Get to right! Idiots like you give bikes a bad name!". I responded (at first pretty calmly, he was worried about the "name of bikes" after all): "Actually on a one-way street it's legal for me to be on the left if I'm making a left-hand turn" (It is legal in MA for a bike to ride on the left or the right on a one-way street, whichever is safer. It's the same law that covers legal "lefts on red" when going from one one-way street to another. Actually it's perfectly legal for me to take up a whole lane of traffic... but I try to be accomodating and not slow anybody down.) He responds: "Get to the right you fat f*ck!" (note, please, that he didn't use the asterisk). I'm not that proud, I respond: "Shit-head." He replies (Ironically): "So now you're name calling!" I replied (childishly): "I think you started it by calling me fat." He retorts: "No I called you a fat f*ck!" I answer: "If you'd like you get out you can see a fat f*ck put his foot in your ass!" He answers: "Sure, let's do that you pile of crap!" I get off my bike and stand up (I AM a big fat bastard mind you, but I'm an IMPOSING big fat bastard... there are 300lb guys and then there are 300lb guys that can still ride a bike 12 miles a day). Apparently he reconsiders because he speeds away yelling "Get an athletic support you fat f*ck!" (I'm still puzzeling over that one... it's not like the boys had come out to play or anything.) So basically my day is effectively stained. Actually it was nice in a sense: right after this two guys in a beat-up van puuled up next to me and said "Forget him... if he had gotten out he would have had all three of us to deal with". I thanked them for their show of support (support from a stranger - or two - definately takes the edge off in these scenarios). Jim Davis ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~| Archives: http://www.houseoffusion.com/cf_lists/index.cfm?forumid=5 Subscription: http://www.houseoffusion.com/cf_lists/index.cfm?method=subscribe&forumid=5 Your ad could be here. Monies from ads go to support these lists and provide more resources for the community. http://www.fusionauthority.com/ads.cfm Unsubscribe: http://www.houseoffusion.com/cf_lists/unsubscribe.cfm?user=89.70.5
