6/7/09

So yeah, I got hit by a car on the way home today. Nothing serious, I'm not hurt and there was minimal damage to the bike, but I'm pissed enough that I'll be making a stop by the nearest police station to file a complaint tomorrow. According to the officer I got transfered to after calling 311 I have 72 hours to do so but it's got to be in person. Things not being in a state of emergency, I didn't feel like it merited calling 911, but damn was I pissed.
yup, that's the guy. too bad I'm slow on the draw.

I was waiting at belmont and halsted for the light to change. There were pedestrians still in the cross as it did change, so I kept waiting. I feel this jolt, and there's an old man driving a mercedes tapping me, shrugging his shoulders. Literally tapping my bike with his car. WITH HIS FUCKING CAR! It got clear, and I was able to get away from the douche in his car. Of course, he got stopped ahead of me at clark, where I knocked on his window.
It's not a bad addition to the photo though. The yellow is nice.

Looking back, I could have handled yelling at him a little better, but fuck that guy. At one point he actually told me "there's no need to get nasty," to which I told him nasty would be me smashing stuff. Douche. Eventually he just drove away, which was pretty much what convinced me to go see some cops tomorrow. Fantastic.
One last time for emphasis.

Current beer-scale: 9.9

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