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I have a super power too - the technical term for it is "ballistically augmented dickhead and sissy stopper". Most folks just call it "M1911A1", but I prefer it's more folksy name - ".45ACP". Acronym is "BADASS".
".45 ACP - because shooting twice is just silly" - JSOP, 2010 ----- You can never have too much ammo - unless you're swimming, or on fire. - JSOP, 2010 ----- "Why don't you tie a kerosene-soaked rag around your ankles so the ants won't climb up and eat your candy ass." - Dale Earnhardt, 1997
While running last night, on the sidewalk, I came upon another pedestrian traveling in the same direction. He was walking very slowly on the left side smoking a cigarette and holding it in his right hand. Presenting an all to familiar challenge to the avid runner. I moved all the way to the right side of the sidewalk to get as much distance between me and the idiot as possible and as I passed he spit on me!
What possessed this idiot to spit to the right instead of the left! The only thing that kept him out of the hospital was his immediate apology and the fact that it was obviously accidental. This is just a rant but come on, other people exist! Act like it. Sidewalks are a shared resource, just like doorways. Is it so difficult to master?
The only plus side to the ordeal is anger makes me run faster. I shaved two minutes off my average time.
I have tried to explain to my mother for years that sprinting-stopping-sprinting- etc... just brings so much saliva in your mouth that you can't do anything but spit it out. Swallowing is definitely not an option, handkerchiefs neither.