Bicycle musings and other random thoughts
Well, today must be a bad bicycle day for me. I may just not go outside again. This morning I was driving down 24th toward where I park and there was a cyclist in front of me. She was in the middle of the street (one lane, one way) and weaving baaaaack and foooorth. I was pondering whether she was another one of the drunk freshies that the student paper has been talking about when she finally got her cell free of the pink and green tote she wore across her torso (You're probably thinking what I'm thinking: Delta Zeta.) Lovely. She's riding her bike in the rain and digging out her phone. Niiiiice.
Then, thinking I am safe, I walk a little away from out building to mail my cable bill. I start walking back and nearly get hit by a kid riding a bicycle and reading a textbook at the same time. Walk people. If you're thinking you're saving time while you cram that last little bit, you're not. I was walking faster than he was.
In other news, I think I'm going to quit and be a telemarketer. They get to call you in the middle of the night and bother you while you have a migraine. (Although to be fair, it was only after nine and he apologized profusely.)
Then, thinking I am safe, I walk a little away from out building to mail my cable bill. I start walking back and nearly get hit by a kid riding a bicycle and reading a textbook at the same time. Walk people. If you're thinking you're saving time while you cram that last little bit, you're not. I was walking faster than he was.
In other news, I think I'm going to quit and be a telemarketer. They get to call you in the middle of the night and bother you while you have a migraine. (Although to be fair, it was only after nine and he apologized profusely.)