I am driving back from a friend's the other night around 9pm. I pull up to a stop sign, stop, look both ways and start to go. Just then I notice movement out of the corner of my eye. I see a guy on a bike cruising down the sidewalk quickly approaching my vehicle. I punch it and go.
About four blocks away I pull into a convienience store for a beverage. I go in and look at the selection of brews. Ding, someone comes in the store. I see the guy on the bike walking my way in a determined way. This guy appears to be one of our city's upstanding urban recyclers. Next thing I hear is, "hey azz hole, you almost hit me" as I am walking to the counter. I decide I am going to pretend I didn't just hear that. This guy is about 55, scruffy,5'7 and 150 lbs. I set my beverage on the counter for the clerk to ring up. Again I hear " hey azz hole, you almost hit me." The clerk looks at me like I need to respond before he can ring me up.
I turn to the recycler and say, "I am sorry sir, I didn't see you. I have had a really bad night."
Clerk finally rings me up. Recycler, somewhat perplexed, turns some wheels in his head and responds, "Yeah, that's a dark street they really need to put in a street light there." I say nothing as I grab my bag.
Recycler follows me out saying, "Hey it's no big deal guy. That sort of thing happens all the time." He even tries to shake my hand! I just nod at him and get in my car and drive away.
I have never gone to jail or been arrested.
Am I a puszy or did I do the right thing?
About four blocks away I pull into a convienience store for a beverage. I go in and look at the selection of brews. Ding, someone comes in the store. I see the guy on the bike walking my way in a determined way. This guy appears to be one of our city's upstanding urban recyclers. Next thing I hear is, "hey azz hole, you almost hit me" as I am walking to the counter. I decide I am going to pretend I didn't just hear that. This guy is about 55, scruffy,5'7 and 150 lbs. I set my beverage on the counter for the clerk to ring up. Again I hear " hey azz hole, you almost hit me." The clerk looks at me like I need to respond before he can ring me up.
I turn to the recycler and say, "I am sorry sir, I didn't see you. I have had a really bad night." Clerk finally rings me up. Recycler, somewhat perplexed, turns some wheels in his head and responds, "Yeah, that's a dark street they really need to put in a street light there." I say nothing as I grab my bag.
Recycler follows me out saying, "Hey it's no big deal guy. That sort of thing happens all the time." He even tries to shake my hand! I just nod at him and get in my car and drive away.
I have never gone to jail or been arrested.
Am I a puszy or did I do the right thing?
