I rode the exact bicycle route where I was disabled while riding to work 10 years ago. It was raining, but I needed the psychology of completing that short ride. I never ride in traffic as I am unable to see over my left shoulder and hold my line. I must get out of position, sit up and twist my lower back. Anyways, there was a truck illegally double parked in the exact same place as the SUV that very nearly killed me when they suddenly made a U-turn. It was an awkward moment, some irony, and a bit of PTSD thinking about the same thing happening on the ten year anniversary.
Oof. Would a mirror help? Either clip onto handle bar or clip onto glasses/sunglasses?
I have to keep my head down. It doesn’t matter most of the time because I ride a dedicated bike trail route. I also ride at the end of my day or even at night. I don’t want to know more than I need to about cars. My PTSD is too bad for traffic. I mostly only ride for physical therapy now. It is not really a problem for me to ride like this. I’m at over 170k miles, riding most days since 2009. I can tell what is going on around me just by sound at this point. The people behind are not the real problem. It is the u-turns that will get you. I’ve had 2 bad crashes out of 6 total and both bad ones were u-turns.
My girlfriends brother just saw a condom wrapper in my car, we didn’t mention it and acted like it didn’t happen but damn that was embarrassing.
Hey you may be fucking his sister, but at least you’re being safe
Lol so you ended up with the stare contest?
I was stressed out at the grocery checkout because the scanned items were coming in too fast. While packing my stuff I managed to throw an onion high in the air, ricocheting on some stand and hitting the cashier on the shoulder.
They said awkward, not impressive.
I missed the head.
Btw I’d watch your movie
I went to a high-falutin’ work dinner earlier this evening to meet some corporate leaders I hope can help me find my next job. Impressive titles and stuffy corporate etiquette and the whole nine yards. I thought I did well enough. As we’re all leaving and going to our respective cars, a goose comes after one of them. Now this would be a different story had it been a turkey, but I am not scared of some flappy footed goose. Without much thought I jumped in to draw the goose away from the lady until she got into her car. Then I remember yeah, I am a working professional lady and yelling profanities at water fowl is not the look I had been working to achieve all evening.
I have gotten multiple texts from them already this evening congratulating me on my “quick thinking”. Not a one of them will forget me now, I can probably leverage this into a job so long as I accept I will be known as the Goose Enforcer.
Worth it
I went to the St. Patrick’s Day parade and got the closest metaphorical equivalent to tomatoes thrown at me because I was the only one not wearing green.
Ketchup?
No, just people showing disdain. St. Patrick’s Day is a large celebration here and the momentum was enough that you could see nothing but green for miles. I thought it was just an enthusiastic expression, which I was no less festive about, so here I was coming in wearing pink because it’s just how it was arranged, and I got called out for “breaking the chain” (because on all broadcasts being the only pink wearer in a sea of green would identify me to you instantly), “not reading the room”, and “attention-seeking”, fandom-style. Had a guy from an actual Irish council later comment sympathetically saying those people are not “of our flock who prize blue anyways”.
My lease renewal typically gets tendered in mid-March, but ~5pm Friday I noticed that I still hadn’t gotten anything yet. Unfortunately, the office was closed for the next 2.5days while I nervously paced and fretted, wondering what had gone wrong, and whether I’d need to move soon (having a disability makes it a major ordeal).
Come Monday I met with my property manager, and she told me that the new mgmt company sends out renewals later than usual, and that I should be perfectly fine. Still, the new company doesn’t have a great reputation, and I have no idea how much they’re going to boost my rent. Sounds like a lot of people are getting gouged upon that these days, so fingers still crossed.
My employer’s recruiting dept sent me a LinkedIn message asking me to apply for my job. I have a role that isn’t multiplied across people. I told my boss that it happened and she rushed to assure me that we’ll have redundancy for the first time.
I’m still in the phase where I’m hoping that’s true while knowing that it’s better to quit than to be fired. I’ll discuss with my therapist today to decide. I know the right answer is to get out now.
