So, I decide that active rest was to run downtown on the
cruiser today to accomplish various tasks. At one point I
used a left turn lane and made a safe left turn onto a
sidestreet from a main artery. Well, after I finish my turn
some goatee-wearing putz passenger in a black pickup yells
at me in passsing to get out of the street. I can hear the
traffic slowing for a signal the direction the offensive
creep is headed, so I decide to cut down an alley to see
exactly what his malfunction is. The truck was stopped at
the light and I slid right up next to it and yelled into the
face of the goatee punk, "YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY (insert
expletive here)?!?!?" A look of disbelief is the first thing
out of him as he stared blankly into the face of the [censored] bicycle rider who was obviously much bigger than he.
Then his look turns to smug as he rolls the window up,
saying "Huh?" at the same time. "Just what I thought, you're
a (insert expletives here)." Of course, the fat [censored] (who
was also wearing a goatee) who was driving decided to not
give chase, as I gave them plenty of opportunity to do so as
I rode off. Some people's kids...
JD