You looked fresh from the ski slopes or possibly a winteresque Phish concert with your woolen beanie and lime green sun shades as you rode peacfully across the sidewalk today.
A word of advice my good man... it is generally frowned upon giving the stare and sneer to automobiles as you emerge from the sidewalk mounted upon your velociopede into the crosswalk. Cars signaling to turn and then slamming to a halt whilst avoiding inconsiderate cyclists does not make for polite scenery on a commute home. Also, there is a reason indeed of why the walk symbol is that of a man without the aid of mechanized propulsion.
Senior T&A* did grant you right of way, but instead of polite thank you accompanied by a head nod, you snickered and then had to stop to re-chart your course as the sidewalk was closed in front of the McCondo complex. Not cool dude, not cool.
Till we meet again my young fleet footed bohemian.
Sincerely,
Mr. Gunfun Knee
*Actual vanity plate on the burgundy Malibu... "MR T A".
P.S. Might I recommend Edgewood Ave. as a much more delightful path of progression... as opposed to the oh so dangerous Dekalb Ave.
