I very rarely have a rant. But today, I ventured onto the road in Challis Street Dickson. There are little bicycles painted on the road. I was riding right over them on the left hand side of the road, near Dame Pattie Menzies House.
Suddenly a car passed me, pulled in ahead of me (that is, to the extreme left of the road) and started reversing towards me. I managed to move slightly into a car parking spot to my left and stop. Then he eventually braked. The left hand side of his car was about 2 cm away from my right pedal. He unwound the window and said ‘Sorry love, but I need to park.’
In other words, he thought it was legitimate to start reversing into a park even if it meant possibly taking out a cyclist. It’s only because I am so slow that I managed to stop my bike and move over into the car parking spots, and only because the rear of my bike was right in front of his intended park that he acknowledged me.
I told him he was a f***ing idiot, and he said ‘How very ladylike. But I suppose you’re not a lady.’ So not only did he nearly kill me, but after calling me ‘love’ he followed it up with a little sexist homily.
Etiquette tips from a moron who thinks it is fine to endanger a life to get a park are my very favourite type of etiquette tip.
Now I feel so much better. But I think I’ll probably stick to pavements and bike-paths for a while.