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This morning, on my way into work, the Guy/René-Lévesque intersection was a total mess. Gridlock, almost. And as I pedalled up Guy, I wondered what could be making it so, as it's never been that bad before. When I arrived in the intersection, I found two people - one male, one female - decked out in merchandise from local radio station CKOI standing in the intersection directing traffic. The lights were not out, they were working just fine.
Why these two nimrods felt that they had some authority to do this, I do not know. Whether they caused the traffic mess up or whether they saw it and jumped in to try and 'fix' it, I also do not know. I do know, that they were not doing anything to improve the situation.
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Then, after locking my bike at Ste-Catherine and Mackay, I walked across Ste-Catherine and was solicited by a dealer there, who asked me if I was looking for weed or shrooms.
It's fucking 8:40 in the morning, I'm sweating like a pig and wearing a bike helmet. I've obviously just commuted from somewhere, and he thinks I'm looking to score. What a nimrod.
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Today I will go to Health Services and buy some much needed supplies. And do something fun with fuzzyila, like bowling or biking or skydiving or extreme tennis. Whatever, you know.
Why these two nimrods felt that they had some authority to do this, I do not know. Whether they caused the traffic mess up or whether they saw it and jumped in to try and 'fix' it, I also do not know. I do know, that they were not doing anything to improve the situation.
***
Then, after locking my bike at Ste-Catherine and Mackay, I walked across Ste-Catherine and was solicited by a dealer there, who asked me if I was looking for weed or shrooms.
It's fucking 8:40 in the morning, I'm sweating like a pig and wearing a bike helmet. I've obviously just commuted from somewhere, and he thinks I'm looking to score. What a nimrod.
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Today I will go to Health Services and buy some much needed supplies. And do something fun with fuzzyila, like bowling or biking or skydiving or extreme tennis. Whatever, you know.