'scuse me...?!
Feb. 15th, 2007 06:10 pmSo I am on my way home. I walk down the Avenue as I do every day during the week, iPOD on, nice long stride. There are lots of cross streets so I stand in front of the curb each time waiting for the light to change and then cross. There is a lot of traffic so you have to wait for the walk signal.
So I am standing and some people cross before the light changes. They ticket for that...little $120.00 ticket for jaywalking so I don't do that anymore. Someone I know got fined for it.
Anyways, I digress...I stand in crosswalk and observe big personnage lumbering across towards me. Now I figure it is his responsibility to go around me. I am stationary, he is moving. He should sidestep me and go around.
Well holy invasion-of-personal-space batman...if he does not come withing centimeters of me...like way close...like in my face close. We are talking...fucking close. Had I had the presence of mind, I would have said something but I was too busy not getting stepped on and knocked over. I scrambled out of big boy's way.
Now I walk this street alot. I am a local, a Berkleyan so to speak. You do not invade like that. You give people room here. This is the great open spaces of the West Coast. Manifest destiny...blah blah blah. We got room and we use it. Let people be sardines on the East Coast.
WT-everloving-F?!
So I am standing and some people cross before the light changes. They ticket for that...little $120.00 ticket for jaywalking so I don't do that anymore. Someone I know got fined for it.
Anyways, I digress...I stand in crosswalk and observe big personnage lumbering across towards me. Now I figure it is his responsibility to go around me. I am stationary, he is moving. He should sidestep me and go around.
Well holy invasion-of-personal-space batman...if he does not come withing centimeters of me...like way close...like in my face close. We are talking...fucking close. Had I had the presence of mind, I would have said something but I was too busy not getting stepped on and knocked over. I scrambled out of big boy's way.
Now I walk this street alot. I am a local, a Berkleyan so to speak. You do not invade like that. You give people room here. This is the great open spaces of the West Coast. Manifest destiny...blah blah blah. We got room and we use it. Let people be sardines on the East Coast.
WT-everloving-F?!