And the ride started out so well...
I've been commuting probably 10 months now, and this was the first time I really and truly felt invisible. In the right lane, taking the full lane, broad daylight, but with flashing lights front and rear anyways (cause that's how I roll). I'm rolling up to the stop light in the right lane and all of a sudden, the car in the left lane directly next to me (that is to say, I could see the driver and I was NOT in their blind spot) and they just start drifting over and keep on coming even though I'm yelling at them (windows were up, so there you go). I hit the back of the car with my open hand to get their attention, but they still came over. I pull up next to the window and yell at the driver, who much to my dismay was a visibly surprised old lady. She apologized, but I was too freaked to immediately settle down and flash anything resembling a smile. In retrospect I wish I could have been more civilized.
And just to balance out the universe, a couple of miles before this, a guy rolled down his windows and had a nice chat with me about the bike lanes and thanked me for riding in the road and taking the lane to increase the visibility of cyclists. Well, it works most of the time anyways.
If ever I desired an airzound, that would have been the moment. But I'm just to hung up on looks to invest in something that fredly.