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