Hi all. The stupid cyclist was me, so this is sort of a confession.
When I was cycling home today a pedestrian walked into the road and I nearly cycled into him. As I passed he shouted very angrily "What are you doing? You prick!" Actually it may have been "f***ing prick". I can't remember.
Anyway, I would have liked to have told him calmly that I'm one of those mundane cyclists without psychic powers, and that if he walks into the road in front of me without looking, while listening to his ipod, then stops, speeds up, and stops again, then there's not too much I can do. To my shame I condensed all this into a well-known two-word phrase which I shouted over my shoulder as I carried on. I regreted it immediately - not only because he seemed a 'salt of the Earth' type, and if he'd wanted to he probably could have caught up with me at a nearby junction and given me a pounding.
I think I probably reinforced the reckless, callous cyclist stereotype quite effectively then. Sorry everyone.
When I was cycling home today a pedestrian walked into the road and I nearly cycled into him. As I passed he shouted very angrily "What are you doing? You prick!" Actually it may have been "f***ing prick". I can't remember.
Anyway, I would have liked to have told him calmly that I'm one of those mundane cyclists without psychic powers, and that if he walks into the road in front of me without looking, while listening to his ipod, then stops, speeds up, and stops again, then there's not too much I can do. To my shame I condensed all this into a well-known two-word phrase which I shouted over my shoulder as I carried on. I regreted it immediately - not only because he seemed a 'salt of the Earth' type, and if he'd wanted to he probably could have caught up with me at a nearby junction and given me a pounding.
I think I probably reinforced the reckless, callous cyclist stereotype quite effectively then. Sorry everyone.