John the Monkey
Frivolous Cyclist
- Location
- Crewe
The thing about a regular commute, is that mostly, you know what's coming.
So when I turned right across a junction on a "Green" signal for me, I wasn't overly surprised by the two cyclists who jumped the red crossing my path (although you, on the geared red bike, are a selfish c**t, you could see I was going to have to slow or swerve to avoid you, unlike the guy ahead of you. And you ride a Ribble that's too bloody good for your lack of skill and consideration. Muppet).
When the lady in the little blue hatchback driving alongside the cyclelane shortly after indicated left, I was already slowing and covering the brakes. And I wasn't hugely surprised when the pulled across me (with another cyclist behind me, at this point) to let someone out onto the pavement).
Given that I anticipated all this, and dealt with it so that the only effect was a slight inconvenience (slowing, working my way into the traffic to pass her) I was surprised by how churlish I felt when she apologised (and she did, quite profusely) - I couldn't manage any reaction beyond a scowl and a headshake, I'm afraid. I feel bad about it now.
So when I turned right across a junction on a "Green" signal for me, I wasn't overly surprised by the two cyclists who jumped the red crossing my path (although you, on the geared red bike, are a selfish c**t, you could see I was going to have to slow or swerve to avoid you, unlike the guy ahead of you. And you ride a Ribble that's too bloody good for your lack of skill and consideration. Muppet).
When the lady in the little blue hatchback driving alongside the cyclelane shortly after indicated left, I was already slowing and covering the brakes. And I wasn't hugely surprised when the pulled across me (with another cyclist behind me, at this point) to let someone out onto the pavement).
Given that I anticipated all this, and dealt with it so that the only effect was a slight inconvenience (slowing, working my way into the traffic to pass her) I was surprised by how churlish I felt when she apologised (and she did, quite profusely) - I couldn't manage any reaction beyond a scowl and a headshake, I'm afraid. I feel bad about it now.