I was riding Wife's bike to the sailing club the other day. Approaching a red-lighted intersection at Front & Parliament Streets, there was a taxi about to turn right. Having at least 1/2 a brain, I stopped my bike behind the taxi allowing him the sensible (and legally-mandated) ability to turn without running me over. The taxi driver was confused, watching me in his rear-view mirror. I motioned for him to go ahead and turn while neither I or pedestrians are in his way. I guess he expected me to cut in front of his bumper, pissing him off and possibly getting me run over.
Suddenly a voice shouted from behind me: "F**king move it, a***ole!" A cyclist was impatiently waiting behind me.
I turned around, surprised. "What?"
"Get out of the f**king way!"
"Shut the f**k up - the taxi was turning ahead of me!" I retorted.
"C***sucker!" the other cyclist shouted as he rode past me, nearly getting hit by the taxi.
Following behind him, I yelled "I have a brain, you retarded f**k! If you cut off a car, i'll ride right through your corpse on my bike and THEN maybe call 911!"
He turned and looked at me, then rode on ahead.
At the next intersection, there was a TTC bus turning right, and the cyclist was patiently waiting behind it. Doing exactly what he started shouting at me for.
I couldn't resist. In a whiny voice I yelled "F**king move it a***ole! What - can't you ride through a f***ing bus?" By this point, to be honest I was possibly looking for a fight.
He turned and rode away quietly.
I am determined to be a safe cyclist. Aside from the sheer stupidity of not recognizing the "might is right" rules of the road, I don't want to be one of those jerks that complains of a taxi cutting them off, who then ride along the sidewalk bumping into pedestrians coming out of shops.