You were a Cycle Chic-worthy, early thirty-something female rider, making good time Wednesday along Queen Street approaching King Street in downtown Kitchener, arguably one of the busiest intersections in the urban heart of the city.
And, without signalling, you cut in front of an SUV to move over to the centre of the road, just about on the centre line. Oh, I thought, you must be about to turn left at that alleyway. And you passed the alleyway, still in the centre of the road.
Oh, I thought, as I am sure the SUV behind you thought, you must be planning to turn left at the light.
And you continued on through that intersection (on the green), still on the centre of the road.
No signals, no glances over the shoulder. Total oblivion to the one-tonne metal monsters on all sides.
I was so hoping you would do something sensible that I stopped what I was doing and adjusted my vantage point to watch you, silently saying, please turn left at the next alleyway.
No. You continued on, up the street, passing on the left the cars stopped for the traffic light and then, not even turning left there, continued on straight through the red light, on the centre line, confusing and blocking the cars behind you.
At this point, even I would have honked at you.
Oh cyclists, you do not "own" the road, you "share" it. The centre line is not a narrow bike lane! There are signs and signals, rules of the road, even simple etiquette. Did your mothers not teach you to say "please" and "thank you?" Signalling an intention, any intention, is the "please" of the roadway. Acting like a competent member of the road-sharing community is the "thank you."
It's been a long time since I have seen a cyclist worthy of being Moron of the Week, but this rider deserves the honour.