In article <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
Marian Rosenberg <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> wrote:
> My immediate response was to tell the driver "I'm okay" and that it was
> okay (that he had been a stupid bastard pulling into the bicycle lane
> during rush hour ... went unspoken).
>
> His immediate response was to see if I had damaged his paint job.
I had something nearly identical happen to me last week. Some guy was
riding around, apparently looking for something and, in my haste to pass
him in the clear-as-day, recently-painted-bike-lane, he swerves over and
I had to walk on the side of his door to avoid scratching the paint on
the green Nissan.
He didn't notice me staring at him for a good ten seconds through the
passenger window. So I passed behind him, rolled up beside him and
tapped his window. "Try not to run me over, okay?" He replied with a
sheepish "sorry."
Dumb-dumbs. Be careful Marian. I'll send some good karma your way.