… the construction isn’t done, but they’ve removed that stop sign. The backup on the side street that detours from Mattis wasn’t very bad when I went by.
I left work with negative patience… stopped by County Market for cheese and a card to kill the time before dinner, and noted to self that I looked well layered and, well, homeless what with my bulging bag and, oh yea, the plastic jack-o-lantern dangling from my Xtracycle bag (with the little LED light in it), and my huge blaze orange gloves that were a *tad* too warm for today but not really.
So I should have been primed for the kindly man in the nice car whose window rolled down so he could gently tell me I really should be on the sidewalk, as it was safer. I said, “Not really, ” and he said, “yes, really…”
I said, “Only if you’re threatening me. THe facts and statistics say otehrwise…” and as his window was closing, I half-snarled “but you wouldn’t care about facts and statistics.” Then I figured he may have truly thought I thought he was threatening me.
I simply did NOT have it in me to walk one more person through something that they had some kind of major blockage about…