grandma, u so awesome!
El Camino and Sandhill has been voted "intersection where Chafe City is most likely to have a temper tantrum." There are multiple problems here and I keep meaning to get a few photos because the idiocy is 100% reliable, I never go through there without seeing something ridiculous.
Friday evening I was still morose over seeing the black squirrel get crushed. I pulled up at El Camino with the Contraption Captain. An older woman, a young-looking grandmother with a halo of dandelion-like hair around her non-helmeted head pulled up behind me. My heart sank a little. My experience of the grandma-types is they examine my (empty, but this is not obvious) kid-wagon and they Disapprove. It's a long light. They have several minutes to air their disapproval.
Grandma: Is that your little one?
Me: No, we just use this to take her to school.
I brace for a pithy lecture on how I should be careful with my very precious cargo but no lecture comes. I most definitely do not lecture her about not wearing a helmet.
The light turns green for us bicyclists and pedestrians and (number one reason I get upset at this intersection) the cars continue to force their way across, ignoring their red light and filling up the intersection as there isn't sufficient room during rush hour for them on the other side of the box.
Contraption Captain and I grimly force our way out, engaging in the somewhat dangerous business of weaving in and out of the cars that we know are looking for an opening to get out of the intersection. This is when it happens. Grandma, who is behind me, yells:
WE ARE ALMOST AT CRITICAL MASS!
Yes. We are. Thanks for reminding me Awesome-Grandma-Person.