riding your delivery bike down the footpath at high speed weaving between pedestrians
Gotta include the ones riding at night in black/dark clothes with no reflectors or lights; be it using the crosswalk, against a ‘do not cross’ or in the middle of the [car] lane, ignoring the bike lane.
stopping in the middle of the road without indicating, while: looking for your destination, or having a conversation, or deciding what day it is
That’s my new pet peeve. The thing is I don’t remember seeing people do this in the past and certainly not frequently, but now I see it all the time. Mind-boggling selfishness. I think Covid rotted everyone’s brains way more than we realize.
Someone stopped in front of me… on an offramp. Luckily there was nobody behind me to hit me, but that’s an insane place to stop. No hazard lights, no indication. Just stopped.
I can’t find a source right now, because I just woke up and I don’t want to, so (Trust Me Bro, et al, 2024) but there’s a chance that quote is actually about Nazis!
A lot of French people referred to them as “the others” and would often speak sort of semi-codedly about them in writing and such so as not to piss off their new overlords. So that line may well not have been “I’m such an introvert that being around other humans is like being in hell” but instead “hell has delivered itself to my doorstep in the form of goose-stepping bastards”
Being completely unaware of anyone else:
As Jean-Paul Sartre said, “Hell is other people”.
Gotta include the ones riding at night in black/dark clothes with no reflectors or lights; be it using the crosswalk, against a ‘do not cross’ or in the middle of the [car] lane, ignoring the bike lane.
That’s my new pet peeve. The thing is I don’t remember seeing people do this in the past and certainly not frequently, but now I see it all the time. Mind-boggling selfishness. I think Covid rotted everyone’s brains way more than we realize.
Someone stopped in front of me… on an offramp. Luckily there was nobody behind me to hit me, but that’s an insane place to stop. No hazard lights, no indication. Just stopped.
Up-voted for the apposite Satre ref.
I can’t find a source right now, because I just woke up and I don’t want to, so (Trust Me Bro, et al, 2024) but there’s a chance that quote is actually about Nazis!
A lot of French people referred to them as “the others” and would often speak sort of semi-codedly about them in writing and such so as not to piss off their new overlords. So that line may well not have been “I’m such an introvert that being around other humans is like being in hell” but instead “hell has delivered itself to my doorstep in the form of goose-stepping bastards”
Or as Daria said: “On second thought, hell is myself.”