my current lame pet peeve
Along the West Side Highway by my office, there is construction, which necessitates closing off parts of the roadway as well as the pedestrian/bike lanes. Since the latter are forced to share a narrow walkway, there are big fluorescent orange signs at either end of the affected section: "Bicyclists MUST dismount and walk their bikes."
Number of times I have seen a cyclist walking his or her bike in said area? 0.
Number of times I have been nearly struck down by a cyclist whooshing past me from behind? 312.
The problem is I get aggravated about it every single evening on the way home. It's a little thing and I shouldn't care, but sometimes at the end of a really tiring day I'll call "asshole" in the general direction of the person who just missed slamming into me by inches.
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My "f" key appears to be sticking. I am stumbling over every "of" I type. I type "of" many, many times.
Number of times I have seen a cyclist walking his or her bike in said area? 0.
Number of times I have been nearly struck down by a cyclist whooshing past me from behind? 312.
The problem is I get aggravated about it every single evening on the way home. It's a little thing and I shouldn't care, but sometimes at the end of a really tiring day I'll call "asshole" in the general direction of the person who just missed slamming into me by inches.
* * *
My "f" key appears to be sticking. I am stumbling over every "of" I type. I type "of" many, many times.
posted by medusa at 5:55 PM
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