[Closed] Friendly people on your commute?

I stopped to have a nice wee chat with a taxi driver who cut me up on the way home today. He seemed taken aback by my generous free driving lesson.

At least they interact with you!

On the train it's heads down and keep yourself to yourself.

Your man up above Dez is obviously frustrated because he is driving a French car.

I think he's a Radiohead fan.

wee in his petrol tank..

It's also a horrible colour and I reckon he was a wee member.

My favourite recent one was the lad who leant out the window of his mates rover 214 (P reg) and shouted 'Get a car....loser!'

Which made me laugh quite a bit. A pair of tyres on either of my cars would cost more than his mates and the price of the bike I was on would buy at least three of such a car.

"has" not "was"

i don't pay attention - too many hotties driving cabrio's to look at... 😉

If I'm being honest, then yes, lots of friendly folk, car drivers included. There's the odd tosser in a BMW and the like, but thinking back to today's commute there were no "incidents" and at least three drivers who checked their speed (without being asked) to let me pull out to get round parked cars.

Lots of pleasant faces on the canal tow-path bit of the commute too.

His wife was driving - kids in the back. Nice to set an example to the sprogs 🙂
And all I said was "Get a move on!"

I agree with Kennyp - and i'm in that London. Most motorists are v careful of bikes but obviously there are still minicabs about that need to learn to drive properly. Even a pedestrian stepped back onto the pavement and apologised to me this morning and most pedestrians are tiotal c...s in my view.

My door to door commute is 3 miles, but I ride a 8 mile route, just so I can avoid your 'friendly people' DezB 😉

Over the last two years, the "friendlies" on my commute (through central Manchester and some of Salfords less celubrious enclaves) have tried (and failed miserably) to relieve me of my bike at traffic lights on 2 occasions, thrown a bottle at me and gozzed all over my back from a passing builders van........

It's been quite nice being unable to ride to work for the last three months......

Generally people are ok. It's important to remember that it's the tossers that are the anomoly. I do make a point of being cheery and smiley. Which probably drives the miserable sods up the wall.

I was following a young lady on a bicycle with a very lovely bottom, earlier. She realised I was following her, and turned round to give me a lovely smile. 🙂

You just can't beat a lovely bottom, is what I always say.

You can, but you have to ask permission

Some chavs that once passed me must of thought that my chain was running a bit dry and lent out of the car and sprayed wd40 over me. Pissed me right off, everyone knows that wd40 doesn't last 2minutes as a lube.

My favourite one ever was when I was overtaken going into a sharp (90deg) right hand bend with a house on the inside corner so the exit was completely unsighted. When a car suddenly appeared from the other direction the driver on my carriageway cut right into my path.

Ohh, and she was a driving instructor.

MARY LANGLEY DRIVING SCHOOL OF HARROGATE I AM TALKING ABOUT [b]YOU[/b]!

LOL at dr death

this morning I got a cheery hello from a triathloner (I know he was a triathloner because of his kit) as he went past me. He even eased up a bit so I could get on his wheel, but I let him go as I was *cough cough* 'warming up'

then I got a very nice wave from a young lady on a shopper

and it was even sunny for 60% of the way

whats not to like?

I had a good one a while back. Was riding from my house to the climbing centre, through a rather less nice side of town. Never had any trouble before, apart from young ladies with pushchairs commenting on how I have big legs. Which I think may have been a compliment.

Anyway, pootling down the road at a steady pace, it was about 7 in the evening so nice and quiet, plenty of room for cars to get past. With no warning a chavved up Corsa full of - I can only assume - chavs flew past within inches, and I felt a Coke bottle or some such ricochet off my shouder. Now I'm usually a mild mannered peaceful kind of chap, but for some reason this time I saw red. I think said chavs had either underestimated the mighty power in my legs or overestimated the ability of a 1.0l Corsa to achieve any kind of meaningful acceleration, and my adrenaline fuelled sprinting saw me almost catch up with them at the (red) traffic lights half a mile or so later, at the end of the road.

At this point the red mist was turning a little bit pink, and I was thinking something along the lines of "oh poo, I'm going to catch them in a minute, what do I do now?" as I hadn't really planned for that - or indeed any other - eventuality. Luckily for me my angry, sweaty sprint face must have truly been a terrible thing to behold, as not only did they jump the red light they also went around a car that was already stopped to do so. And at some speed too!

I did feel a little bit guilty as it could have caused a terrible accident, possibly involving a pushchair. Won't somebody think of the children!

I got waved at by a shaven headed dwarf on a road biek as I ran in yesterday, he looked like Jimmy off here.

FMC - they did what they did, they are to blame.

Fred - I presume she was texting the Police at the same time?

We're all pretty sociable on or around the Guided busway (buses pending).

I did have to use the road yesterday and got a dirty look off a bloke in a merc, I blew him a kiss, not sure it cheered him up though - how dare I use HIS road!

Oh aye I know, but it kinda reminded me why I like being so laid back about everything!

I get some wonderful drivers on my morning/evening commute. In the peaks we got "pay some tax" off some people who were driving a heap of a car. If only they knew how much road tax we pay...
Earlier this week having some fun on my way home, upset a range rover driver by overtaking him - he was doing 35 on a 60 road. Weather dry, sunny, road clear before you all launch into a its a limit not a target comments. Apparently he did not like the 'you have a small dick' hand gesture.

And all I said was "Get a move on!"

I might stick my finger up at you if you told my wife to get a move on while she's driving.

Perhaps his wife isn't a very confident driver.

I'm on a bike, waiting at a roundabout, you're in a car with your kids.. and you'd react like that? Hmm...

Oh, and he didn't "stick" his "finger up at" me. He went friggin berzerk!
If you'd act like that then you're as much of a freak as him. eh?

But then you weren't an angel of friendliness and joyous commuting camaraderie if you felt the need to tell her to 'get a move on'.

If you're willing to criticise other road users verbally, then you should expect some kind of response.

[i]you weren't an angel of friendliness and joyous commuting camaraderie[/i]

I'm so offended!

(I just thought he was bloody funny, that's all 🙂 )

I was following a fit bloke on my commute today.

I agree with Elfin. You can't beat a lovely bottom!

Sexist!

I take that approach to road rage incidents...just laugh at the angry little man!

Something my Mum once said when I was complaining about someone who cut me up or something..."what's the point getting wound up by something like that, they've probably forgotten all about it but you've let yourself get annoyed hours later".

I'm much more chilled since I got the vid cam on the bars.
I can laugh knowing I take the piss out of them on the 'net later

Got stopped by a walker on a local cycle path.

"Old Benny on the 12.30" he goes.

Rode off thinking 'nutter'. Learned later it was Cheltenham Gold Cup week and Old Benny came in first at 9 to 1. Doh 🙄

I actually have genuinely nice people that I pass daily, granted these are all on canal towpaths or bridleway.

Why do drivers in sh1t cars always come out with the "get a car!" line, to which of course, the response is "get a better car".

to the nice guy in the merc today, who revved the nuts out of it whilst behind me at one set of lights only to fly past me when the lights changed, and then 100 yrds down the road get caught in traffic, at the next set of lights, not too sure if he really appreciated my cheery "That got you far, didnt it" as I filtered past in the traffic, Cock!!

Nice one was the two girls in the 206cc I rode past at a set of lights, nothing beats two girls in summer dresses and smiles to cheer up a morning ride

I got called a f*****g c**t yesterday for have the audacity to pull out of a side road onto the road he was travelling on. Even though he had plenty of time to approach me and overtake carefully it is simply not acceptable to make him overtake as this means he may have to drop from 50mph to 30mph in a built up area. I blew him a kiss which seemed to pacify him.

You just can't beat a lovely bottom

Wrong. On so many levels. 😯

You meet friendly people on your commute, don't you Woppit? 😉

I agree with Elfin. You can't beat a lovely bottom!

There speaketh a wise man, for he agree-eth with Elfin. 😀

She was very cute, this lass, and was wearing a fantastic riding outfit of white pedal-pushers, and a delightful little dark blue silk fitted jacket.

I was just ambling along, on my way to meet Psychle, forgetting the time, and taking it easy. Was actually a remarkably pleasant ride, considering it was Rush Hour in That London. As for 'unfriendly' Londoners, well, I exchanged quite a few pleasant words with other cyclists. Din't even have cause to swear at any car drivers an' all! Most unusual.

I just had a very pleasant conversation with a chap accusing me of undertaking him. I was in a cycle lane and he was stuck behind other cars...

This is an entertaining thread. Makes me wish I did a cycle commute 😀

My Mrs once had a similar conversation. She asked if said motorist really wanted cyclists to make the queue of traffic even longer. He's probably still confused now.

It's not as fun as it sounds, this fud chased me down to have a rantette

I was out on my Cyclo-Cross bike the other night, this wasn't a commute but almost went into the side of a crappy ford mondeo that failed to wait on a blind bend to see if anything was approaching. My mate who was with me at the time shouted some expletives and at which point the brake lights came on and then a second later, the reversing lights. We promptly sprinted away.