What Do Cyclists and McDonald’s Have in Common?
Ha ha ha ha ha… ha… ha ha… sigh.
I’ve been thinking about posting about this topic for a long time, but I didn’t want to seem like a jerk for ragging on cyclists who don’t wave or acknowledge your existence. I tend to say “hi” or wave when I wait at a stopsign or light. Sometimes I try to say “hi” when I’m passing someone, but then I feel like I’m being a dick for passing someone and being all “hey, I’m passing you.” I do really enjoy it when I get a wave or a “hey” back, like when I followed that guy up the hill on Johnson and he got a couple of blocks ahead of me before stopping to turn left. When I caught up he waved and smiled as I sweated past. I waved back and fell into unconsciousness from exhaustion. Three cars ran me over.
A dozen.
Really, I just rode pretty hard. I was usually too tired to overcome my shyness and wave at people unless I was making a determined effort that day.
Hey! Did you know that there is a Secret Motorcycle Wave?? It’s true. My bf has a bike, and I am always riding around on the back of it. And you have to be in the Special Motorcycle Club to learn the Secret Wave.
We laugh at BIclyclists. HA!
Is it flashing your tits? That’s what I do when I’m on the back of a motorcycle.