I saw the 1979 safety video but cell phones didn't exist then
I was coming in from a gas run on a Cimatti on the local wreck magnet, with 4 gallons of gas on the back. And I need a hole to make a short left
I get a Jeep in the mirror bearing down. I crank the pedals. Still progressing at a high rate of speed. I crank the pedals and weave. Nothing. I crank the pedals, weave and do the 'go around wave' with my left arm. Nothing. Finally I resort to a 'brake check' and then they figure out there is a wide open left lane, which there was the whole time.
As the Jeep passes I see heavyset male with muscle shirt and buzzcut, with the 3rd handheld phone in the ear that I've just seen in the last 5 minutes alone, 17 days AFTER they're supposed to be getting rolled for doing that.
Me thru fullface: HANG UP & DRIVE
Guy every man wants to be and every woman wants to be with: WHAT the F**did you SAY?
Me: HANG.UP.&.DRIVE. HANG IT UP
Cager: (butthurt at being scolded) F** YOU!
Me to myself: I've been told worse by better
I've always liked to set myself apart from the tights-wearing pedal freaks; out to have fun but not take any crap but in those moments I felt like 'oh. one of THEM'. But the old me would have probably been out stuffing a couple Tampax down the filler tube for his gas tank at this moment