Friday, June 21, 2013

Schadenfreude and a Deep Sigh

No video or pics or anything on this post. The events I am about to describe happened while the camera was running, but in reviewing the video I was once again wishing it had the nearly instant zoom and focus of the human eye, because what the video showed, even with software zoom efforts, was not capable of mirroring what I saw at all. I just deleted it.
 
Schadenfreude: While riding to work recently I saw a young man (on his way to school, likely) riding down the sidewalk and texting as we approached a 4 way stop. Oblivious at first to the pickup truck that had spotted him and stopped in the middle of the intersection so as not to run him down, the boy eventually woke up and awkwardly braked while descending off the sidewalk. The braking and the bump dislodged his phone from his grasp and it fell to the pavement and scattered into three distinct pieces (phone body, cover and battery) like many of us have experienced one time or another. While I hoped his phone wasn't totally busted, I felt a happiness unbecoming a grown man. Schadenfreude.
 
Deep Sigh: On my way home today while sitting at a light I spotted a cyclist in the right hand lane of a 4 lane, two way street, confidently signaling their desire to move left, into the centre lane. I was happy. Upon reaching the intersection, they proceeded to turn right.
 
Funny thing, I heard myself laugh when I reviewed the video. It was funny. Except when I thought about it later. How does that cyclist signal a left, I wonder? If it is with a right hand turn signal, they are quite likely to get hurt or worse pretty soon.
 
In addition, when stuff like this happens, it makes me wonder what the motorists around me think when I signal. Do they just wait to see what I do and then feel relief that it matched what I indicated? I like to think that motorists might appreciate the difference in appearance between a hardcore commuter like me and other bike riders and trust my signals accordingly, but that is completely unrealistic considering some of the stuff I've seen some well-equipped commuters do. Deep Sigh.
 
 
Well, it has been my pleasure to bum you out on Friday morning... in case I haven't, please remember that things only get worse and hopelessness is obviously the only reasonable course of action.
 
Or not! It's almost the weekend! Woohoo!
R A N T W I C K

PS - When I spell checked this post "texting" was highlighted. Good to know blogger is using the Queen's English and not some kooky modern day dictionary full of words used by, like, people.

6 comments:

Ἀντισθένης said...

"it makes me wonder what the motorists around me think when I signal. Do they just wait to see what I do and then feel relief that it matched what I indicated?"

Sure, just like all the drivers: take signals under advisement, but not seriously enough to bet your life on.

John Romeo Alpha said...

You know, I'm getting to a place where I think it's time to start confronting miscreants like the wrong-way signaller (and the safety ride guy who ran the red light and smashed his body into the hood of a taxi for that matter) and ask them what the heck they believe they are doing.

limom said...

I don't think folks know what hand signals are anymore.

Ian Brett Cooper said...

"The braking and the bump dislodged his phone from his grasp and it fell to the pavement and scattered into three distinct pieces..."

If only that would happen to motorists too. In my opinion, anyone using a cellphone while moving on the road should have a magical genie nearby (or better yet a magical police officer) ready to confiscate it.

RANTWICK said...

JRA - Who's the safety ride guy? I bet I missed something on your blog; I've been missing lots of stuff lately.

RoadQueen said...

Now you're just making me wish I lived a little closer to work so that I could witness some fun stuff on my own commute each day.

*le sigh*

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