I think I know....

Have to work late today so an early morning cup of coffee with Chula than off to a great dirt bike ride here. Perfect trails with these and these dotting the north slopes. Rode home quick snack then off to work. Normal commute until a dream weaver on the sidewalk moves to the street. I smile chiming "good morning" rolling slowly in my middle aged dork working clothes. No challenge in anyway what so ever. Just rolling to work enjoying the nice morning. Not more than 30 seconds and he flies around me in a tuck, with back pack swaying and making a statement. I am stunned. What just happened? I continue on my way laughing and without trying the gap closes on a little climb. Should I turn to avoid this conflict? I cannot pedal any slower or I will fall over. Reluctantly, I pass and smile and say "hello". He is hovering and snarls at me. Snarls - like dogs at the park. WTF? The only explanation is that someone in the rolling sitcom is setting me up. I know who you are and the flood gates have opened for practical jokes.