My new dentist plays an easy listening radio station over the speaker. I may have to bring my Nomad next time.

After I left the dentist, I caught the subway at Union station. The train pulls in, a lady gets off. I’ve started to enter the train when a guy in the seat by the door slowly stands up and pushes his bike in front of me. I realize now that he’s trying to get off, but he’s waited so long that the dinging’s started and there’s a couple behind me so it’s not like I can back off to let him out. Regardless, I move aside as much as I can to let him by. As he pushes past he mumbles, “Wait ’til people get off first, asshole.”

Ah, retarded bicyclists. What fun would the subway be without you?