a bad encounter with a motorist turns out well.

So I was riding today, home from the grocery store amid a lot of construction. The left lane and bike lanes were blocked off for a block and so I took the (only open) lane. When the other lanes opened, I moved into the left lane for a block and a quarter before my left turn. Immediately after moving into the left lane I hear behind me a honk. I look back. Black Prius. Again, he honks. I wave, a nice friendly 'I must know you' wave. HONK! and I hear the guy yelling "BIKE LANE" so I moved into the turn lane and of course he was in the lane next to me.

Now for those of you thinking in that I held the poor guy up, I didn't. The red light we both stopped at was red the whole time. But interestingly enough, I found myself next to his rolled down window. I thought:

1) I could ignore him
2) I could indulge my catty side, justifiably
3) I could get be nice

I chose the latter, amazingly: "I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear what you said back there"
"I said, there's a BIKE LANE"
(with no sarcasm) "Yes, I know, but I need to turn left."
"Uh. oh. um, sorry."

Made my day!!!

Anne