On my way to the gym at lunch, I was hit by a guy on a bicycle, traveling in the wrong direction. Luckily, he was not moving fast at all and so I was not hurt. I somehow managed to grab a hold of his handle bars to prevent him from completely plowing me over, which is a good thing since he did not appear to be making any effort to stop or even slow down at all. The man kept moving along, once I let go of the bike and said, "Sorry, baby" (sorry? baby???). My response was, "Asshole".