Back at it. After three weeks off to study at Royal Roads University to start August, I’m back at work and back on the bike. My return was more a “cannonball” off the high-dive, as opposed to a nice gradual shimmy into the shallow end (the hardest part is when your suit finally gets wet!) I returned to work covering the 6 am shift. That meant 3:20 am alarm clocks since Monday and one more still to go. I’ve had to do it before so thankfully it wasn’t completely new to me. Yesterday morning, as I approached a red light, I caught a glimpse of a scantily dressed woman on the sidewalk headed toward the same intersection. She was dressed for a night-club not for a 4:00 am walk. She was obviously a “working girl” and I wanted nothing to do with her. At least in a car I can roll up the windows and stare straight ahead. On my bike, I was literally 3 feet away from her. I knew, I just knew she was going to say something. I braced for the worst, she opened her mouth, “Do you have the time?” That wasn’t so bad! Maybe she really was a middle-aged-woman headed home in three-inch heels after a wild night on the town! “I should give her more credit”, I thought to myself. “It’s 4:35 am” I said politely. “Lookin’ for a date?”
The other shoe just dropped — from a very tall building. “No” was all I could muster. I really wanted to say, “yea. I’m out trolling for ‘dates’ at 4:oo am on my pedal bike. Jump on the handle-bars! In fact, I’ll jump on the bars, and you pedal. I am paying after all!”
I genuinely feel for this woman and all of those reduced to a life on the streets. What’s scary is that at some point, with some guy, that line worked. They haggled over price and services for a moment, came to an accord, and did “business” in an ally, or parade.
Cycling to work at 4:00 am has it’s downsides.
Global Warming: 2
Modern Living: 5