tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post732599898927935318..comments2023-11-28T06:18:53.641-05:00Comments on In Propinquity: Being a Pedestrian: Top Ten Things That SuckJulie Sondra Deckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15755582329896793392noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post-69874364026274935072015-01-11T23:44:19.393-05:002015-01-11T23:44:19.393-05:00For the next time you travel north. :) If you'...For the next time you travel north. :) If you're in a pinch, a credit card or drivers license will work to scrape ice. As long as it isn't an inch thick. And an arm works great to wipe off snow. :)Suzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16502606950280751205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post-8021569596803944022015-01-11T21:12:00.983-05:002015-01-11T21:12:00.983-05:00Yeah, we definitely don't have the issue with ...Yeah, we definitely don't have the issue with snow. At all. Ever. We don't even own snow shovels. My friend and I drove up to DC recently and it snowed, and our friend had to help us dig the car out. She opened with "Do you have an ice scraper?" Neither of us really even knew what that was. :DJulie Sondra Deckerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15755582329896793392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post-62163653788394002862015-01-11T21:09:25.989-05:002015-01-11T21:09:25.989-05:00Glad you found it relatable! Ugh one time this dud...Glad you found it relatable! Ugh one time this dude in a car driving out of my apartment complex saw me walking into it and asked if I lived there, and when I said yes he said he liked how I looked and wanted to know which apartment was mine. I avoided disclosing with something like "Oh, I'm in the back!" and he goes, "I like you. I want to see you again. How can we make that happen?" and I pretended not to really understand and said "Oh thanks, you too!" and scurried away. Ew.Julie Sondra Deckerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15755582329896793392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post-89528921781169189032015-01-09T13:47:57.757-05:002015-01-09T13:47:57.757-05:00Number four made me chuckle. I've had that hap...Number four made me chuckle. I've had that happen and you try do the wave/hand signal to tell them you can not cross because of the other cars, but thanks for being polite and stopping for me.<br /><br />I've got one more for you, which since you live in Florida, you probably don't encounter. Shoveled sidewalks. This is probably more a sidewalk in a residential neighborhood thing, but it annoys me. I get that sometimes it might take a day to get that fresh snow off, but by day three, there's no excuses.<br /><br />Obviously there's few to no bikes out during snow season, but when my kids were younger I had my strollers and wagons out all winter long. And people not shoveling their sidewalks really annoyed me.Suzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16502606950280751205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793202434796167753.post-66703353284630589242015-01-06T21:48:51.971-05:002015-01-06T21:48:51.971-05:00This post is so relatable >-< Sexual harassm...This post is so relatable >-< Sexual harassment while I'm walking is enough to convince me to get a driver's licence some time in the imminent future. And I wish I didn't have to--I actually like walking a lot--but I feel so unsafe and terrified all day when some asshole yells obscene shit or tries to follow me around. I've never been attacked, but I *have* feared for my life before. (And it's never safe! It can be 10 am on a Saturday, broad freaking daylight, and the harassment still happens.)<br /><br />On the impatient crosswalk people who hit the button a million times, I notice they try and watch the cars to make a break for it too. Just waittttt ten more seconds and you won't have to sprint for your life. <br /><br />"People who act like they want to ask you a question and then hit on you<br />^ this hasn't happened to me exactly, but something like it did. Some dude got close with his car and slowed down to ask for directions. After I gave them to him he paused awkwardly and then asked if I knew anyone who smoked weed because he was selling.<br /><br />When I said no, he apologized a few times, thanked me, and sped off. Polite drug dealer? It was so weird. Like most pedestrian experiences I guess >->Darth Lolitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18042975826918171575noreply@blogger.com