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Classy Bike Ride 2

Yep, this is another bike post. Deal with it. I need to vent. I came across three classy motorists today that were all very close to ruining my day (and my bike). As I have mentioned in a previous post, I carefully plan out my bike routes to avoid busy and unsafe roads. Sadly, all three of these incidents occurred on 25 MPH residential streets that I would consider safe.

1. Some Dumb Chick - I'm cruising at about 20 MPH as some girl backs her SUV out of her driveway and in to the street. I can clearly tell that she does not know how to drive this SUV because she had a hard time backing out and judging where the front end of the vehicle was to straighten out without hitting another car parked near the curb. For the record, I strongly believe that most people should have to take a special road test before purchasing large vehicles. How else are they going to manage texting and changing the song on the iPod (or iPhone, since you cannot use it to make phone calls and are stuck with only using it for music) while occasionally paying attention to the road without a proper test? Anyway, she backs out without seeing me so I have to slow down. Normally when people back out as I am approaching there is plenty of distance for me to slow down a little bit until the car ahead reaches the appropriate speed and I can continue with my normal pace. In this situation the girl took her sweet old time to put the car in a forward gear so I nearly had to come to a stop. She only accelerates up to about 5 MPH. About 5 seconds later she stops in the road diagonally and puts the car in reverse. I quickly navigate around the car to the right, and gave the girl a "WTF" look and yelled at her. I forgot what I said, but I am sure it was not nice. As I was giving her the "WTF" look she was laughing at me. Down the road a bit I look behind me and see that the girl pulled in to a different driveway just a few houses down from where she left. I suppose walking would have been too much effort on such a nice day. I am still really confused about what happened here.

2. Cell Phone Guy - This one is pretty straight forward. I am at a stop sign at a 3-way intersection. I see a guy in a minivan driving by looking down at his cell phone for a good few seconds. If I would have turned on to that road 10 seconds earlier he would have been behind me, and who knows what could have happened. I am kind of glad Michigan bans texting while driving, but it certainly does not ban a case of "The Dumb".

3. Some Guy That Hates His Life - This was an odd one. I am riding east down a relatively wide street. The driver in question is going west. We are not in each other's way at all. He sees me and lays on the horn for a good ten seconds. I have experienced many situations where drivers behind me have honked because they have a massive over-entitlement complex and think they own the road, especially when I am going a measly 20 MPH and they want to speed through a residential area at well over 25 MPH. How much does one have to hate life to project one's frustrations at the world toward someone who is out enjoying the weather and getting some exercise?

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Class Up Sharing

Safety should always be job one no matter what the situation. Unfortunately, one is not necessarily always prepared with the needed equipment. Should you find yourself in a hospitable environment, others may be willing to loan you the tools or gear that you need. Should you find yourself in a Classy environment, others may put their own personal touches on said equipment.

For example: Let's say you find yourself on a construction site. Let's say this particular site has colleagues working overhead and a hard hat is a must. Let's say your dumb-ass left yours at home. What do you do? Home is an hour away. Can't make the drive just for that. But, you have work to do. Quite the little quizibuck you have created. Thankfully, you can always count on the kindness of others. Even more so, you can count on the Classiness of others. Below you will find a picture of the inside of a borrowed hard hat. The owner I can only assume suffers from the illiteracy problem that plagues our great nation. And, he/she has never completed a preschool or kindergarten program given the lack of stickers, finger-paints, or any other form of marking to allow others to know the true owner of said chapeau. However, our hero has clearly been to at least one seminar or blog that details 'How to Stay Classy'. This is evident by the short curly object clinging to the inside that to my personal dismay appears to be a pubic hair. There will never be enough shampoo...