$10k vs $10
Almost got run down this morning by one of those Lycra Bycra assholes. Zooming along Wellesley on his $10k custom bicycle, with his $1k custom-made Lycra ass in the air. Humped it through the 4-way stop without pausing or looking, maintaining 31.768 mph in order to summit** the Shadle hill in Gear #41.8 of his 256 available gears.
Asshole.
Reminded me of the last encounter with a bicyclist at the same corner. Six months ago in slippery January, I was walk-skating northward and a ragged old coot, maybe even slightly raggeder and older than me, was coming the other way. He was trying to stay upright on his $10 Huffy while smoking a Bugler. Finally gave up and walked the bike. As we met I said something like "Not a fun day for biking, is it?" and he said "Nope. But she'll get better. She always does."
Perfect contrast. Arrogant ass-view from the $10k man, tough nobility from the $10 man.
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** Language note:
Summiting is an asshole verb.
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