Today *should* have been a good day. Got my new wheels (Shimano Tiagra hubs/Mavic CXP23 rims), my new FD (a Tiagra), and put the new wheels on the bike. Took off to go to work (half-day) and I'm cruising off to the right of a WOL. Because of a new shopping center it turns into a huge, long right-hand turn lane into the shopping center about 200 yards before an intersection, so I looked over my shoulder to find no traffic, signalled that I was going to merge left, and took the center of the right-most lane coasting to a stop behind one car at the red light.
Shortly after I stop, I hear a car pull up behind me, so I do what I always do when I'm stopped in the center of the lane -- I looked back to make eye contact with the driver behind me.
With hatred in her eyes, she says, "You aren't a car." I thought she said, "You aren't God," so I replied, "Uhm... yeah. I know I'm not God."
"No," she says, "You aren't a CAR."
"Uhm... yeah," I replied, "I know. But I have the legal right to be here."
The light turns green, the car in front of me takes off, I clip in and take off staying in the center of the lane (until after the intersection, when I normally merge back to the right) and just past the crosswalk her big f*ckoff Ford Excursion passenger door mirror slams into my left shoulder and throws me to the ground.
Moments later I get up and walk over to the smaller shopping center on the southeast corner of the intersection, and when she gets out of the car I exclaim in no uncertain terms that I am quite unhappy because by California law I have equal rights to the road.
"Fine, then, I'll just leave," she said, and attempted to get back in her car. I slammed her car door -- there was no way I was going to let her get out of there.
Anyway, two witnesses immediately came up to me and told me they saw the whole thing, and gave their reports to the police when they got there. A report was filed, and I have every intention of following this up as much and as hard as I can. There has to be some attempted murder or endangerment charges in there somewhere.
I'm pretty sore, but I'm OK. I've been in the E.R. for the last 6 hours. My left knee, hip, elbow, and shoulder were scraped up and bruised pretty badly. My helmet was cracked and I've got a couple of bumps on my noggin -- thank whatever dieties you hold dear that I had one on, otherwise my head would have gone straight against the concrete.
Anyway, that was my day. All on brand new wheels. *deep sigh*