Now I understand the erratic behavior of the 6’2” fellow, sauntering with a baby stroller, down a narrow, congested street, while talking on his cell phone, when he turned around, looked me in the eye, and reached for me to throw me across the avenue, when I politely (but slightly irritatedly) asked, “Excuse me, may I get ahead of you?”
The Flying Non
“For many residents of New York City, our bodies are our cars. So rather than engaging in ‘road rage’ against slow or erratic drivers on a highway, New Yorkers descend into ‘sidewalk rage,’ paroxysms of fury directed at people who exhibit irrational, obstructive walking behavior on Manhattan's crowded concrete.” From Yahoo website, “Time” 2/24/10
