the strangest things people in a car said to you?
So i was riding my bike on liberty in bloomfield the other night and a minivan full of trashy looking white dudes going the opposite way looked straight at me and said “i’m going to come on your face” and made some pumping gestures. I think this is hilarious, any other weird ones out there?
some guy yelled “shut the F*** up!” really loud at me last night as i road down penn ave.
Well, once this girl shouted that she wanted to do something to me that actually sounded quite nice but is unprintable in a public forum and anyway, I highly doubt she actually meant it.
Lyle, you really should have caught up to her at the next light.
I was going up Baker St from the 62nd St bridge and an SUV gave me one of those mean honks. Made me reach towards the 44 oz soda in my bottle holder.
Then as it passed, a woman in the passenger seat said out the open window, in the friendliest voice, “Keep pedaling, guy. Keep pedaling.”
I don’t know if there was a disagreement between driver and passenger, or if the woman was being sarcastic, or if the driver meant to give a friendly tap on the horn or what.
I was making the left turn to stay on Babcock at the intersection with Evergreen/People’s Plank on my way back into Millvale. There was an SUV full of highschool football player-types coming up out of Millvale stopped at the light.
One of them leaned out the window and started singing “Hey girl, hey girl, let me shout at you, hey girl,” before I got close enough for him to notice that a couple days worth of beard accompanied my long hair. He yanked himself back into the vehicle, which spun its tires as they took off.
funny comment from Mick there. I was trying to be gracious this morning and made myself believe that the woman who laid on her horn this morning (for no reason) really just meant a light “hi, I am here” sort of tap.
A friend of mine tells the story of riding through the north side and being stopped by what he describes as a “crack ho….” She stopped him at a light, leaned into him over the handlebars and asked for cash. He was dressed entirely in lycra/spandex at the time. In telling her that he had no money to give her, he suggested that if he DID have any cash on him, she could probably see it through his tight clothing. Apparently made her back off pretty quick. I always found it to be a witty comeback for her inquiry.
I was standing over my bike, parked and enjoying some water. some dude rolled up and attempted to sell me a toughbook for $75.
this was on monday or tuesday of this week over on highland by the high school.
Aside from the usual stupid remarks like “Get outa my way, why do you think they make sidewalks?” sorts of remarks?
Going down 40th towards Butler one day, I gunned it off the Penn Ave light and took the lane. A guy in a big SUV pulls alongside me at the light at Butler and says, “Do you have any idea how fast you were going? 43mph!” Apparently he wanted to pass me at any speed but couldn’t get by. The poor dear.
jason and i were told to “ride til you can’t ride no more” once while riding down butler past 57th st. i liked that a lot.
I was called a (explicative) this morning at Penn & 16th by a driver who pulled up behind me at the red light and wanted me to get off the road so he could turn right (there was another car to my left in the right lane). I told him he could wait and he laid on the horn for the next 10 seconds until the light changed. Classy.
There was a guy working at a warehouse on smallman st who would frequently belt the “biiiiiicycle, biiiiiicycle” line from the queen song as I rode by in the morning.
I guess that’s not from a car, but I still thought it was pretty funny. I could never actually see who was singing those lines from the warehouse.
I got a “ride your ass off!” from a bearded wino-looking dude in Lancaster this spring, followed with “I’ll buy you a beer!”.
While riding back to the city from Bridgeville (are there any bridges there?) a young woman in the back of a pick up asked “are you hungry?” I was halfway up a long hill, so my only response was a bit of a weak smile. She responded with a well aimed half eaten Whopper in it’s wrapper. I was almost able to catch it and return fire. I did catch one of the front seat passengers say “not cool”.
I find it most odd I’ve only gotten a reference to Lance tossed my way only once.
that is surprising.
i had this interaction once.
DUDE: Tour de France
DUDE: (blank stare)
i had this interaction once.
i had this interaction once.
DUDE: Tour de France
DUDE: (blank stare)
Yesterday was the first time I have cycled to work and back. I was in Wilkinsburg at a three way intersection at a red light. I cannot go anywhere. The jerk and his g/f behind me yells “Hey Lady. Your not going to a get ticket” in a mocking tone. THen when the light changed they pulled in front me almost hitting me in the process.
konagrl35 – you did the right thing. If it’s any consolation, I have found that girlfriends usually take a dim view of men hassling other women. He probably got a cold shoulder for that.
They didn’t exactly *say* this, nor was it directed at me, but I passed a lifted pickup on Mifflin Rd, which had someone whistling “Strangers in the Night” through its p-a.
I was stationed in France for a while and rode everywhere with out incident. I was riding on a back rode miles from anything when a car with very loud music rounded the bend and shouted, in English with a Southern Accent, ” get the f!@# off the road a$$ hole. And people wonder why they hate us. I realize that this representation of Americans is not accurate but for the locals it is what they have come to expect. As For riding the uni in the local area I get a lot “you lost your wheel” and then they look at you as if they were the first person to ever say this, trite but amusing.
Erok, that is great.
I usually get “Lance” or some racial slur.
A few nights ago, toward the end of my night ride, I was going down Panther Hallow/Blvd of the Allies tailing right behind a car and when I turned down Parkview I got “Dude nice fixie! You were flying!”.
It was actually the second “nice fixed” I got that night. The first was on Forbes from a middle aged (possibly homeless) guy riding a MTB on the sidewalk.
A passenger in a truck stuck his head all the way out and yelled, “You are being SUCH AN ASSHOLE right now!” Not sure if this was directed to me or a cyclist behind me who I didn’t know. I am a big fan of irony; this dude with his condescending tone leaning out of his giant truck to call a cyclist an asshole really made my day.
I love it when people criticize you but then do something just as bad.
On the pedal pale ale ride some guy at an intersection put his car in park, got out and told us we were breaking the law. Now I don’t know for sure but I can’t imagine it is legal to leave your car parked and running at an intersection.
This may be more of a strange occurence than someone saying something strange,but. On my daily ride in Sharon,PA. I crossed through a fairly busy intersection in front of a pickup at the stop sign. Next thing I know the pickup is next to me,(right next to me,INCHES)and the power window is coming down. I’m thinking bottle or worse is going to be thrown,but no,it’s a buddy. One I have’nt seen in awhile. He’s a talker and wants to carry on a conversation. He stayed right with me,downhill, at least a quarter mile,with a line of traffic behind us,until I turned right, into Buhl Park to get away.
Well, they weren’t in a car, but it’s the strangest thing someone’s said to me yet while on a bike. Pretty mundane, compared to the rest of the thread…but for me who’s just beginning to commute by bike, it was…..odd.
[kid (maybe 7) nearly darts out in front of my bike]
Me: Go ahead (waving)
Kid: Can I ride that bike?
Me: No, sorry–I’m on my way to the store.
Kid: Where do you live?
Me: …. Not near here.
I should have said “Nebraska”. That would have thrown him for a loop.
And in case you’re wondering, I’m the person riding around on a sea foam green bike with a red milk crate on the back. There is someone else with the exact same bike, ironically, but no crate. Anyway, in case you want to avoid me. Heh.
A week or two ago someone yelled out “Pepe Le Pew!” while I was on my bike. Like bicycling to them is French so that’s the first thing that came to mind to them or something? I have no clue.
Climbing up swinburn once I had a lady call me a fatass. It stunned me. I think that she really knew how to get into my head.
Last night about 1 a.m., Saline St.
Dude from car: Hey, do you know what side a duck’s feathers are on?
Dude from car: The outside you idiot!
Riding down Duquesne Blvd during the Three Rivers Arts Festival and some dude bellowed “Get a car!” as I stopped beside him. I told him I was sorry he was such an angry man. He replied with “Get a car!”.
My brother was riding in Oakland and pulled up to the red light behind Schenley plaza by the library. A huge Cadillac pulled up behind him and started laying on the horn. An old man leaned out and started yelling “You think you’re a car??? You’re not a car!!!”
Wow. I guess that means I CAN roll thru red lights then (which, just for the record, I don’t…..)
Ok, that sounded better in my head. *Shrug*
I got called “Lance” over the weekend. I was so confused that I took it as a complement. Sorry Erok, I couldn’t snap back with the “Dale” quip.
You should take it as a compliment – no one ever calls me “Lance.” I guess even the 4-wheeled/no-brain species recognizes me as a plodder.
Interestingly enough, I passed a cyclist yesterday on my way home who happened to be wearing an old Dale hat…
I confronted a driver who was honking his horn, and aggressively passed me yesterday who went on to tell me that “Pittsburgh streets are too dangerous to be <i>pedaling along</i> on a bike.”
I went on to tell him that regardless of that, the law is the law and I have just as much right to the road as he does, and that he was the one who was making the roads dangerous, not me. He said, “Well you’re not going to convince me dude.” I said, maybe the law will and thanked him.
This was on Liberty just before the Bloomfield bridge and he was trying to sneak passed the line of cars by speeding up the right lane. That intersection needs a diet!
I wonder how many of these motorists are actually the same person. The 80/20 rule suggests some overlap.
the diet is coming. precisely for that reason. what a bad design.
that reminded me about one time some guy honked at me on carson, i caught up to him at the next light, and asked, “what’s your deal?” he said, “the streets are dangerous…and this is the SOUTH SIDE!!”
oh suburbanites. i like how people tell me that the streets are dangerous, and they drive like crap
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