Today I had an unlucky run and hit every red light along one stretch - about 5 in a row. At the first one, this guy rolls up on his town bike and squeezes past me so that he's sitting almost in front of me, across the pedestrian crossing. The lights change and he pulls away at tortoise speed, so I pass him within 10 seconds and carry on. Next light, same story - he filters through the tiny gap on my left and sits in front of me, then pulls away incredibly slowly forcing me to pass him. Third time he filters RIGHT of me, between myself and a large UPS van to take up the same positioning.
Really? What the fuck?
Fourth time I pull up alongside the same UPS van but position myself in such a way as to make it impossible for him to pass - at a slight angle and next to a large telegraph pole. He pulls up right behind me and starts making throat clearing noises (in Japanese this translates as "I am annoyed") to which I respond by stretching my arms to the side, blocking any further gap (coming back from a 35km ride, my arms were tired!).
Assuming he got the message - "STOP BEING A RAGING DICKHEAD" - I carry on and at the fifth set of lights he fucking does it again. He then proceeds to jump the red light without looking and nearly gets taken out by a taxi on the cross-street.
Today I had an unlucky run and hit every red light along one stretch - about 5 in a row. At the first one, this guy rolls up on his town bike and squeezes past me so that he's sitting almost in front of me, across the pedestrian crossing. The lights change and he pulls away at tortoise speed, so I pass him within 10 seconds and carry on. Next light, same story - he filters through the tiny gap on my left and sits in front of me, then pulls away incredibly slowly forcing me to pass him. Third time he filters RIGHT of me, between myself and a large UPS van to take up the same positioning.
Really? What the fuck?
Fourth time I pull up alongside the same UPS van but position myself in such a way as to make it impossible for him to pass - at a slight angle and next to a large telegraph pole. He pulls up right behind me and starts making throat clearing noises (in Japanese this translates as "I am annoyed") to which I respond by stretching my arms to the side, blocking any further gap (coming back from a 35km ride, my arms were tired!).
Assuming he got the message - "STOP BEING A RAGING DICKHEAD" - I carry on and at the fifth set of lights he fucking does it again. He then proceeds to jump the red light without looking and nearly gets taken out by a taxi on the cross-street.
Diagnosis: moron.