"Your car isn't more important than my life" is the sentence that I said to the woman who close passed me, and listen, I bike, we expect that you are going to be dumb, so when I say close pass, I mean, I could be dead. (1)
I caught up with her at the next traffic light because guess what? Your bad judgement doesn't actually get you there faster. I stopped at her window. She was happily chatting away on her bluetooth phone. I said, "you were too close." (2)
She rolls down her window and angerly, because I have pierced her bubble with inconvenience, says, "There was a car coming in the other direction." meaning, in her mind, that she couldn't possibly have just waited. "I said, then you wait. You wait." (3)
I'm all hopped up on adrenaline now. Your car isn't worth more than my life. The two seconds you gain from passing me, doesn't get you home to your family faster. My family wants to see me get home, too. I don't know what else to say.
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