If you saw my On Notice Board, you know that walking on the right is very important to me. There're a lot of pedestrians in this city, dammit, and it's only gonna work if we all adopt some basic guidelines:
1. Walk on the right
2. Pull over if you have to stop (don't just stop dead)
3. Walk at whatever speed you want, but make sure you leave a lane so I can pass you in your zombie stagger.
4. No spitting! I don't care why you think you need to! NO SPITTING!
As you can imagine, my fervent belief in these rudiments of urban civilization leads to a great deal of frustration as I walk along 23rd St. each workday. And as you may have noticed, I have what some might call a stubborn streak.
Each morning, these combine in what I call the Enforcement Challenge.
It's fairly simple: I walk the one avenue block from 6th to 5th, beginning as far to the right as possible. I then count how many times I come face-to-face with an offending left-walking dirtbag, and how many times I succeed in making said dirtbag cede the sidewalk to me and move. over. already. (Naturally, other right walkers, the disabled, or people entering/exiting buildings do not enter into this equation.)
On a good day, I'll go 2 for 3. Maybe 3 for 3. But today! Today I was challenged as never before--5 direct confrontations!
AND I WON ALL FIVE.
Mars, b!%&hes!