Originally Posted by
AdamDZ
I slow down and ring a bell. She looks at me as if I was trying to steal her baby. I stop or I'd risk hitting her.
Me (calmly as I can): Maam, you're standing in the middle of a bikeway, would you please move forward a bit so we can pass?
Her: Don't tell me what to do!!! Get off your bike and walk, *******...
You
should have stole her baby. I don't know what you'd do with it, though? Too late to give it to Michael Jackson...