I tend to be a pleasant rider (most of the time, at least to denizens of the neighborhoods through which I ride). Every once in awhile I get catcalled or some other form of street harassment as I’m riding. Yesterday was one of those days.
Last night, on the first lovely evening of bike riding, I got to deal with one of those drivers that hates bikers. Like to the point that you wonder if there were not other people on the road if they would run you down. They drove where their lights hit my mirror and shone rightContinue reading “Bikers Are Assholes, Part Two: For a Reason”
After I left my job to focus on school full time, I decided to get a bike to reduce my commuting expenses and inject exercise into my daily routine (outside of the gym). As a pedestrian, I am far more afraid of bikes than I am of cars, because bikers are assholes. They have theContinue reading “Bikers are assholes”