I guess you could put it down to Big City weirdness, but I had a 'walking race' with this guy the other day. Look at him, he's a tank. He was at least 6' 5" wearing some kind of army/Hawaiian outfit, with a little black backpack and white 'sneakers'. What the?Anyway, we didn't speak, or even look each other in the eye, but he just wouldn't let me pass him on the sidewalk. You know when you're walking beside a stranger you usually slow down and let them pass because it's weird to be walking right next to someone you don't know? Well I was coming up from behind him because he was going pretty slow, and every time I tried to overtake, he sped up and wouldn't let me pass. Then he'd slow down again. This happened about 3 or 4 times then I gave up. Weirdo.
