I continue to hate my fellow Portland cyclists.
One of the more militant ones rode by me tonight (are there any that aren’t militant?) and screamed:
YOUR TAIL-LIGHT IS OUT!!! SO IS YOUR FRONT LIGHT!!
I mean, where to begin. As if I didn’t realize this was the case. It’s like “Hey jerky, anything else I should pick up when I’m at the bike shop? Maybe a stupid, canary-yellow adventure spandex suit like yours?”
God these people suck. It’s not funny, it’s not “quirky Portlandia stuff.” It’s fucking annoying.
BTW, I’ve seen this particular asshole yell about bike lights before, as though he’s the Official Hall Monitor of Portland Cycling. If you see him, feel free to tell him he’s an ignoble cunt monster. He usually rides with a cycling buddy in the area of SE Harrison and SE Lincoln.