Not My Favorite Day

I was riding my bike to work one day and when crossing a street (in the legal zone with a walk sign) when a woman ran me over. She drove through the crosswalk, looking to turn right and ran right into me.

She stopped after I got bumped hard enough by her fender to take a spill and have some bruising all down my side. She gave me an exasperated, “my bad” wave and continued to talk on her cell phone, ignoring me as I picked myself and my bike up.

I walked right up to her open window, grabbed her cell phone from her ear, and chucked it into a nearby parking lot as hard as I could. I swear that was the farthest I have thrown anything in my life. She gasped at me in shock as I struggled back onto my bike and slowly rode off, fuming yet victorious. Then a half mile farther on my trek I got attacked by a goose. Not my best day.