Jay took a break from his proposal writing and I took a break from code writing to go to our local Starbucks before the sun set (Yes, the sun is setting NOW as in 4:08 in the fricken afternoon! It is fully down by 4:30! G-d I hate living this far east this time of the year.) We were walking on the sidewalk, java in hand, when Jay abruptly pushed me aside. A biker came barreling down the sidewalk, 2 feet away from THE BIKE LANE PAINTED ON THE ROAD, on his cellphone and weaving.
I looked at Jay and said "Damn, I thought that was what the BIKE LANE was for"
Jay just yelled out "Blue tooth Dude! It’s called Blue tooth!"
I shook my head, "Harvard’s admission standards have gone down, haven’t they?"
This made me chuckle out loud, thanks for that!
And as we established a couple of months ago, you don’t even have to be potty trained
Glad he didn’t hit you!
Heh. I’d be yelling about the Blue Tooth also. I heart my new headset.
Sheesh.
Har. I was an 02134 girl for a while back when I thought I was hip and cool and hanging around the music scene. Ouch.
I was an 02138 once, and I have a pretty good notion you were on Mass Ave. This drives me. There’s a girl that gets off the train with me, hops on her bike, immediately whips out the phone, and slings a tote bag (not backpack) over her shoulder, no helmet. She clipped me one day. Grrr.