I'm still sweating, not totally because of what happened, but because it's 90+ degrees outside and I was just bicycling home. Why? Car is at the shop with a broken strut (how the hell did that happen??), walked a mile to a thrift store to buy a cheap bicycle, then was gonna be home with no worries.
Near a busy intersection, I pass the driveway to a big church. A red minisuv is coming out, and I ride by until I hear, "HEY (BOY?)".
I turn around to see two, dirty bald white guys who both look like a cross between John Malkovich in Con Air and John C. Reilly. The driver turns looks at me and says "Where you goin?" I say, home, why?
He says "What the hell you doin' biking home in this heat?" His friend and he chuckle at each other and I, somewhat confused and annoyed for getting stopped, say "Why?... What's your problem?" There's a pause and they seem to consider their words before the driver says "Now don't be calling me out" or something to that effect tells me to pedal off before he beats my ass, and I, really confused and annoyed at this point, ask him what I did as I turn to pedal off. He just tells me to make like I don't see him and pedal away.
I could have just left at this point and forgot about it, but something in me was really pissed off - my car was fucked up, it was fucking hot, and my day had completely gone off course. My high spirits were still soaring until these rednecks had showed up. So when they started to pull away behind me, I circled, caught their license number and called them out again. When they came back, I saw them pass a bottle in a brown paper bag. I called them on that and they lazily circled away again.
I went into the church, where there were some election judges doing polling and stuff. Called 911, gave the information to the police (that two guys threatened me, were probably drinking and driving a such and so with the licence plate), and then walked home, because my rear tire was now flat.
I hope to see these assholes on Cops someday in the future.
fake edit: for hillarity sakes, when I first went to pedal away, I retorted "Jesus loves you" and they said "Jesus is gonna beat your fuckin ass"
Near a busy intersection, I pass the driveway to a big church. A red minisuv is coming out, and I ride by until I hear, "HEY (BOY?)".
I turn around to see two, dirty bald white guys who both look like a cross between John Malkovich in Con Air and John C. Reilly. The driver turns looks at me and says "Where you goin?" I say, home, why?
He says "What the hell you doin' biking home in this heat?" His friend and he chuckle at each other and I, somewhat confused and annoyed for getting stopped, say "Why?... What's your problem?" There's a pause and they seem to consider their words before the driver says "Now don't be calling me out" or something to that effect tells me to pedal off before he beats my ass, and I, really confused and annoyed at this point, ask him what I did as I turn to pedal off. He just tells me to make like I don't see him and pedal away.
I could have just left at this point and forgot about it, but something in me was really pissed off - my car was fucked up, it was fucking hot, and my day had completely gone off course. My high spirits were still soaring until these rednecks had showed up. So when they started to pull away behind me, I circled, caught their license number and called them out again. When they came back, I saw them pass a bottle in a brown paper bag. I called them on that and they lazily circled away again.
I went into the church, where there were some election judges doing polling and stuff. Called 911, gave the information to the police (that two guys threatened me, were probably drinking and driving a such and so with the licence plate), and then walked home, because my rear tire was now flat.
I hope to see these assholes on Cops someday in the future.
fake edit: for hillarity sakes, when I first went to pedal away, I retorted "Jesus loves you" and they said "Jesus is gonna beat your fuckin ass"