I realized today that...
I enjoy being a jerk. sometimes.with a few conditions. above all - anonymity - which is plentiful in a big old metropolis, as is Montreal.
As i biked along milton this morning toward campus, a the expense of risking my life twice, i felt immense pleasure being a dick to cars.
situation 1) cycling through the milton aylmer intersection: there's a stop sign. there's usually traffic trying to cut through the oodles of pedestrians at peak in between class times. It was pretty empty when i came to the junction. A taxi was about to continue through the intersection north on aylmer, his right of way, when i decided to trudge on through and cut him off.
I could have stopped.
but i realized, that bikers don't follow conventional rules of the road, such as stopping at a a stop sign or obeying a red light simply because: it sucks!
There was no way i was going to stop at that stop sign. Coming to a complete stop on a bike, and then having to get going again, especially on a flat plane adds about thirty seconds to a trip (i'm not in shape. it takes a long time to get going.. k?)
and with the mishmash of, frankly, quite confusing pedestrian traffic signals, and street lights at tiny intersections that could do just fine with a stop sign, that could be a total of a whole 2 minutes on my trip.
not going to fly.
anyways. im not going to describe situation two. it was too similar to situation one.
but i did enjoy advancing the efficiency of my own commute, and screwing over a taxi cab and brutish mcgill delivery guy along the way.
ha!
Taxis are dicks, I'm OK with this.
ReplyDelete30 seconds to get going?
That's unreasonable.
You could watch this in that time:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3Bma3vBG5g
Your post looks like christmas.
ReplyDeleteI have to actually read it now