Too many riders, men and women, don't smile enough: always ascribing the worst attitudes to others. At least that's what it seems like here.
I have, in fact, chased down a former pro who was on a casual warm up, thinking he was just some Fred with a pro kit fetish. When we met at a light and struck up a conversation, I was amused to discover the facts, but I didn't feel the least bit foolish. He certainly didn't roll his eyes at me or make me feel like he thought I was a jerk.