Do you know how, when you are on a bicycle and riding in traffic you pay a lot of attention to noise and movement around you as you try and predict if someone is about to run you over? Yeah, that. So yesterday I am riding home and I hear this loud honking noise and I look to my left and see:
A Guy in a shoddy red 4-door sedan with driver side window rolled down has blown his nose into his hand and before I can tear my bleeding eyeballs away I see him proceed to lick the results of this nose-blowing off his hand.
PLEASE people, have a little consideration? I was so grossed out that I pedalled the rest of the way up Charleston (not the safest road under the best of circumstances) with the dry heaves. I didn't barf but it was a near thing.
And, I decided, once my stomach had stopped turning over, that's it. I quit. The cars win. I'm going to throw in this whole bicycling thing. I'm going to purchase the biggest Hummer I can find and paint all the windows black. Then I'm going to drive navigating purely by GPS. Sure I figure I'll go over a few people but if it saves me from ever having to see someone blow their nose into their hand and lick up the snot afterwards I think it is totally worth it.