Sometimes you just can’t win

I’ve just got home from a quick trip into the city on my bike for a few supplies.

It just so happens that it was one of those rides where it would seem that everyone wants to kill you.

The second guy (of three) that nearly killed me just pulled out of his car spot. I stopped next to him and said “did you look when you pulled out”. “Yes,” he replies. “So did you see me?” I ask. “Yes.”

What the hell do you say to that? I just called him a fuck head and rode off.



4 Responses to “Sometimes you just can’t win”

  1. m!key Says:


    Visit m!key

    hmmm… not much you can say… they’re selfish fucks and you can’t change them. I choose to avoid the streets where possible, so it means that millitant pedestrians tell me to get off ‘their’ footpaths.

    I just say I’m from Canberra and in Canberra you can ride on footpaths! ;-)

  2. m!key Says:


    Visit m!key

    wooops, I’ve changed my blog, so here’s the new address.

  3. Kakariki Says:


    Visit Kakariki

    It’s moments like that when you really need a can of silly string in your pocket.

  4. Hammy Says:


    Visit Hammy

    Kakariki, that’s the best suggestion anyone has given me for any thing in quite some time.


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