An Actual Conversation with a Fellow Cyclist on Bloor Street Today
At a red light, he turned around:
guy: "The water fell out of my hand."
me: "Water? I didn't see it."
Light turns green, but I am pinned in by cars and garbage cans and newspaper boxes.
guy: "It got away from me."
me: "Oh yeah?"
guy: "Some people will chase after you if you litter." He makes running motions with his arms. "They get in your face."
me: "Oh yeah?"
guy: "I had to punch a guy out once. I tossed a Coke can at a garbage cab and missed, and a guy yelled: 'put that in the garbage!' and he chased after me. I had to kick him."
I see an opening and start making my way around.
me: "You should have put it in the recycling bin." (OK, so I didn't say that, but I wanted to).
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7 comments:
what a friendly cyclist! He just wanted to yap for the sake of it?
People will talk about ANYTHING if desperate enough (not you, the Friendly Cyclist).
I cycle commute as well and I have to admit I never get into any conversation more indepth then a hello.
People are weird.
I wish I could bike to work...but it's too far.
G, I should've, but I'm a chicken.
SHJ: How far is too far?
I don't think I could bike to work. It's (a minimum of) 75 miles one way. With the price of gas, I have considered a motorcycle though. Of course, there would probably be about 5 or 6 days a year that the weather was suitable.
I hope he didn't kick the guy too hard...
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