Secret joy of the scare?
I was on a ride today - spinning along a local paved trail. When I spoted a bunch of teens ahead walking the same way I was traveling. There was four walking abreast - taking the entire trail. Normally I would shout "on you left" - but today my evil self directed me otherwise. I buzzed through the group with no more than a wisper. Of course there was a yell, and an "oh my god" - my reply, an empty "sorry". I know it's not right, and I don't do it often, and especialy not to a family, the elderly, etc. But somtimes that little twinge hits me at a moments notice. Maybe it's because I'm a little bitter that they don't have the respect to take only one side, or maybe I enjoy scaring on occasion. Anyone share this delema?