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Choose Your Response Carefully


 

"Panic causes tunnel vision. Calm acceptance of danger allows us to more easily assess the situation and see the options."


-Simon Sinek

 

I'm on a walk with our dog, Bingo, while a biker is coming toward us is screaming at us, "Get out of the way! Move! Move! Get out of my way!"


I can't believe it. I've never heard someone so rude. I know bikers can have a bad reputation, but this is intense. Are you kidding me!? I am out of the way. Bingo and I are on the side of the trail - on the opposite side of the trail. We can't move over any further. What an ass!


It's 5:30 in the morning, it's dark, and on the trail near our house there are no lights so without a flashlight, you can usually see pretty good once your eyes get used to it. I prefer night vision and not using flashlights because it's more enjoyable seeing with night vision. Instead of a flashlight, I have an armband with a flashing neon red light so bikers and runners can see me.


And while I don't like using white lights because of my night vision, many bikers commuting in the dark have no problem with using as many of the brightest white lights they can find. I guess it's something about safety...


As Bingo and I are walking, this biker appears ahead of us coming towards us. I am, of course, blinded from both the light on his handlebars and the light on his helmet. As he gets closer I move to the side of the trail and have Bingo sit while he goes by. I turn away so I can protect my eyes.


That's when he started yelling at me.


Since he is a complete jerk, I yell at him, calling him certain four-letter words.


That's when tells me, "I'm so sorry about that! I saw your dog's eyes getting reflected and I thought you were a deer I was trying to scare away."


It turns out when I moved off the side of the trail I turned my flashing armband away from him so he had no idea I was there.


Who's the ass now?