Sidewalk Rage

Anyone who has ever been in the car with me while I'm driving or talking to me on the phone while I'm driving will confirm that I pay A LOT of attention to the road.

Hubs and I would frequently chat on the phone (hands-free of course!) while commuting to work. Here is what a typical conversation sounded like: (hubs) "Any thoughts on where you'd like to go for dinner?" (me) "I've had a hankering for get the fuck out of the way!" Poor guy.

I haven't driven much in the past 9 months, so road-rage isn't an issue for me any more. What I have noticed is that it's been replaced with "Sidewalk Rage". It's the same humanitarian desire to help the idiots around you properly use the surfaces upon which they (more importantly *I*) navigate. Since I'm walking, in public, where people can actually hear what I'm saying, the cussing stays in my head. But it's quite loud in my head and almost as frequent as when I was driving.

Just this morning I was walking down the sidewalk and a bicyclist was coming towards me, cuz, ya know... reasons. In my head I was calling her every name in the book, "politely" reminding her that it was a sidewalk and that there was, indeed, a dedicated bike lane just on the other side of the road. This was scattered with a few "fuck you"s, of course.

As mentioned in SEVERAL other blog posts, I am frequently avoiding dog shit, parked cars, scaffolding, parked bicycles/mopeds, moving bicycles/mopeds... WHILE REMAINING ON THE SIDEWALK! I don't want to stay cooped up inside the house, and I'm trying to get some exercise in and save money by walking instead of using public transportation. Also, until recently the weather hasn't been good enough for me to want to use my bike (rain and/or wind and/or cold).  I'm trying to do good here. Why can't people just let me use the sidewalk the way God intended? HUH!?!

Sidewalk rage... it's a thing 😈