You blew the red light east bound on Lawrence at Damen at 5:26 pm this evening.
There was enough time for the biker in front of me to make it half way into the intersection, northbound on Damen, before you came whizzing past my front wheel.
I yelled "You're an idiot!" at your big haired chick, self, and you looked back at me. I meant it!
I woulda testified for any of the cars, that managed to not kill you, if they had.
Keep riding like a tard!
Witness bad behavior during your commute? Feel free to post. Maybe that lovely human can read it and think they are famous. Maybe you can also inspire the whole generation of kids to shower but we can start with small things.
Chainlink lurker here. First post. I had to throw out a compliment to Tandemonium. I read your post from the 19th on the hipster smoking and riding fast, and almost lost a mouthful of coffee on my computer. Good stuff. Well done.
On the east side of Belmont Harbor you have two unleashed dogs. Your pit bull charges me. I stop he runs back to you. I start up again. Pit does it again and is growling at me as I stop again. Pit gives up and goes back. I tell the you - 50 yards away - to leash your dog. No response. Again. No response. A third time and he tells me to stop yelling. "You want me to whisper?" I ask. So you yell at me - ironic - that if I yell at you one more time, you will drag me off my bike and kick my ass. "OK," I say while pulling out my phone. "I will call the police. You can kick their asses." You leash your dogs ...
Priceless. Happy Friday!
I can spot a dumb driver move a block ahead though you were just in front of me.
You swerved right came to a stop without signaling in the bike lane so instead of trying to thread the needle or swerve left to go around I just stopped behind your passenger door as you let your Uber passenger out who I scared as I stood on my bike.
Thanks, next time check your mirrors for me and so I don't slam into your fare.
To the young persons riding west in the eastbound bike lane (Church St., Ev.): *If* you live long enough, you may learn that, "Fuck you, bitch" is not the correct response to a gentle safety reminder. But I am not hopeful about your chances of doing so.
I encountered a young woman riding west on the east-bound bike lane on Jackson. I said only "wrong way" but got no response. I guess that's better than an epithet, but at times like this I doubt some cyclists will ever think of themselves as "traffic".
Unfortunately, they might learn this lesson the hard way if they stick to their "wrong way" habits.
To the gentleman on Diversey - I'm not sure what you were trying to prove. You passed me going ~25mph with less than an arm's length of space, proceeded to tell me that, "If I can't handle it, I should ride on the sidewalk," and then insisted that I need to ride like a vehicle to be respected. I'm not sure what part about taking the lane and signaling clearly wasn't "vehicle-like" enough for you, but thanks for tailgating me in the bike lane all the way to Costco and repeatedly screaming at me to, "eat a dick." Maybe the samples will cheer you up today, you miserable f*ck.
and on the flip side, to the lovely Lincoln Park mom who witnessed all of this from one car back - you are a doll and a sweetheart! I could tell that you were keeping an eye on things, and I appreciated that you dropped your speed a little bit to make sure I had plenty of safe space around me as I kept going south after that troll turned into Costco. My thank you head-nod and wave was 110% genuine and I'm so grateful for people like you!
(goodness, the feels today...)
Your two paragraphs give us such a good perspective for our encounters on the street. The glass can be half empty with angry riders or it can be half full with a concerned driver. How we approach this can guide our mental health. Julia, cheers to you and your automotive guardian angel. I hope your tormentor got home in one piece and slowed himself down enough (once home and off the bike)to reflect on his encounters and get over himself. Maybe the "gentleman" did not slow down and he certainly seemed to be a miserable (well you know) out there, but you got the rest of us to shift to a smaller chain ring so we could hear your story and take something with us that will help the next time we are in the lane. Thanks.