Popped my door cherry today
So after years of riding in the city, and years of being a courier, this morning, I caught my first door. It was a low-ish speed thing and I'm fine, (winter clothes = padding) but I'm still pissed off. God damn, stupid, fucking self-absorbed bitch couldn't even take the portion of a second to look behind her in case someone else just happened to be using the same road during morning rush hour in a city. She was in the passenger seat in the front and could have looked in the fucking mirror so she wouldn't have to bear the effort of actually using her neck, but no. Instead, she was a moron and I ended up hitting the ground.
I wish all cars had lamborghini doors so I would have hit her, instead of a car door. Hitting a fleshy human > hitting rigid car door and perhaps in this magical, lamborghini'd world, the threat of bodily harm would encourage people to look around at their surrounding before they threw an instant wall into the flow of traffic.
Not surprisingly, I was in a foul mood most of the morning, but it was some consolation that I managed to avoid, narrowly, a door flung open in front of me by shutting it enough so I could get by. I should mention that the taxi that some fool was trying to exit, was in the middle lane, not pulled over to the side were it would make sense to get out of a car. I yelled at the twit as I passed, and while I probably sounded rather enraged, I was actually quite proud that my reflexes were fast enough to save my ass.
In conclusion, I wish all cars were like lamborghinis so I could hit people when they're stupid, rather than myself or someone else getting hurt because of another party's stupidity. Also, lamborghinis are really low, so I'd be able to see way farther down the road than usual, due to the suvs, mini-vans and the like.
I wish all cars had lamborghini doors so I would have hit her, instead of a car door. Hitting a fleshy human > hitting rigid car door and perhaps in this magical, lamborghini'd world, the threat of bodily harm would encourage people to look around at their surrounding before they threw an instant wall into the flow of traffic.
Not surprisingly, I was in a foul mood most of the morning, but it was some consolation that I managed to avoid, narrowly, a door flung open in front of me by shutting it enough so I could get by. I should mention that the taxi that some fool was trying to exit, was in the middle lane, not pulled over to the side were it would make sense to get out of a car. I yelled at the twit as I passed, and while I probably sounded rather enraged, I was actually quite proud that my reflexes were fast enough to save my ass.
In conclusion, I wish all cars were like lamborghinis so I could hit people when they're stupid, rather than myself or someone else getting hurt because of another party's stupidity. Also, lamborghinis are really low, so I'd be able to see way farther down the road than usual, due to the suvs, mini-vans and the like.