So as I biked home in the cold weather last night (Thursday) I was crossing a bridge where the road narrows significantly. I was doing my best to stay as far away as possible but apparently it wasn't enough for a Silver Jetta, the driver of which honked at me and sped past. To my cheerful surprise he got stuck at the next stoplight and I was able to catch up to him. I approached the driver's side of the car and knocked on the window. He put the window down an inch and with an angry look on his face, "What?"
Me: "You got something to say to me?"
Him: "Yeah, why don't you get on the sidewalk."
Me: "Dude, you can't get up on that from there, give me a break huh?"
(As I'm riding away)...Him: "Why don't you give me a fucking break?"
I continue through the intersection as he passes I receive a fantastic rebuttal...
Him: "Get a car bitch!"
I've got one, I'm just not a complete asshole when I drive it, a concept that's obviously very foreign to you. And yes, I know I'm not completely innocent in this one...but I'm just an asshole when I bike, not when I drive.
-Suspeckted