It seems silly to write about this on the day when we return to snow, but yesterday I took advantage of the 65 degree sun to ride my bike to work. It was awesome. I was cruising around Shadyside, taking my time. I came to a four-way stop and stopped, looked for a minute, and began to pedal.
Suddenly, an enormous Ford F150 rolled through the stop and revved through the intersection with it's windows down. A man sitting in the middle seat stuck his head out the window and said, "You do NOT have the right of way!"
I tried to brush it off because it was so nice out and I clearly did have the right of way, but when I happened upon them at the next traffic light, I noticed they were not parked behind the white line, and also that their windows were still down. I couldn't control myself. I looked in the window directly at them and said, "Actually, I approached the intersection first and, even though I was turning left, I did in fact have the right of way."
They stared. One of them laughed nervously and said, "Oh, I was talking to the radio."
I said, "Also, you are pulled up past the white lines, so you are just breaking laws all over the place." The light turned green and I rolled past, making better time than them anyway in rush hour traffic.
After years of nomadic temporary employment, advanced degrees, and chocolate ice cream, a rugger with a love of knitting and a cyclist with no domestic skills signed a Ketubah and bought a house in Pittsburgh.
2 comments:
Oh I love you! This goes with my theory that drivers don't know biker rules. I've only learned from my biking friends.
Good for you Katy!! I'm glad you know the rules - that always made me mad back when I rode my bike to work! Unfortunately, my car was once hit by a guy on a bicycle who obviously didn't know the rules - rode right through a red light going against traffic! meh.
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