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Monday, June 23, 2014
So on this fine morning, a man old enough to know better reluctantly makes space for me on the sidewalk but mouths something at us, which I figured wasn't good, even as I THANKED his GRINCH ASS for making the room on the sidewalk. I said "Excuse me?" and he glared at us and repeated "Ride on the FUCKING sidewalk!" right into my toddler's face. Now, I've done my fair share of swearing and other stuff so I'm not some delicate flower, but c'mon, seriously? You're going to be a passive aggressive JERK and make room for me and THEN swear at me and my kid as you slowly stroll to wherever you're NOT rushing to on a weekday?
I hope you find yourself on my side of this one day, but I'd be happy if that Oxford bus just clipped your pinky toe with all the ROOM that it has to get by! -Just trying to get to work on a bike in Halifax safely