No helmet, no brain sighting of the day: On BART (our light rail) a man enters the train with a mountain bike and a back pack. He's stagering awkwardly like "dude, put the backpack on your back and then try to balance the bike instead of drape the strap on your elbow"

So he gives up, puts the bike on the floor, in front of the door. And sits down next to me and opens a book.

I finaly had enough and said quietly "the next station enters on that side, you should pick your bike up" . Not a move from bike dude. I don't think English was his first language judging from the book.

After a few seconds of no action 2 ladies got up and started screaming at him "get your bike out of the way of the door "