Toecutter
What would DoG do?
I'm rolling through a parking lot, approaching my bank. Where another "street" tees into the "street" I'm on, this fool in a pickup just rolls right out in front of me, totally tunneled in on the parking spot he was after. I turned left onto the "street" he had just turned right out of and parked close by, to walk to the ATM. I figured he might be using the ATM, so I'd have a little face-to-face with him there. Still cooling down, I discover he went into the bank and was already at the counter, so I decided not to walk in there with a helmet on, much less to make a scene.
I did my ATM transaction and mounted the bike. As I was leaving, I noticed he was backing out now and another car was waiting for his spot. I shot around the other car and the front of his pickup, stopping right next to his open window. Surprise- he's on a cell phone already...
"IS THIS THE FIRST TIME YOU'VE SEEN ME TODAY"
"Oh, hay, how's it going", like he recognized me as a friend or something.
"YOU PULLED OUT IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT OVER THERE"
"Oh, hay, sorry about that, buddy"
"SORRY AIN'T GONNA CUT IT WHEN YOU KILL SOMEBODY"
He repeats the earlier sorry comment. I ride off.
Maybe the person on the other end of the phone got the message, 'cause I'm pretty sure that clown stayed clueless. But, like I said, it felt pretty good. I left with a rush of endorphins that helped me later develop a new drill to practice on my future rides and hopefully sharpen my skilz. I'll post about it in the next couple of days....
I did my ATM transaction and mounted the bike. As I was leaving, I noticed he was backing out now and another car was waiting for his spot. I shot around the other car and the front of his pickup, stopping right next to his open window. Surprise- he's on a cell phone already...
"IS THIS THE FIRST TIME YOU'VE SEEN ME TODAY"
"Oh, hay, how's it going", like he recognized me as a friend or something.
"YOU PULLED OUT IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT OVER THERE"
"Oh, hay, sorry about that, buddy"
"SORRY AIN'T GONNA CUT IT WHEN YOU KILL SOMEBODY"
He repeats the earlier sorry comment. I ride off.
Maybe the person on the other end of the phone got the message, 'cause I'm pretty sure that clown stayed clueless. But, like I said, it felt pretty good. I left with a rush of endorphins that helped me later develop a new drill to practice on my future rides and hopefully sharpen my skilz. I'll post about it in the next couple of days....