When I screamed go back to wherever the F*** you came from, I assumed you had just walked out of the Hudson Hotel, and you were just an another asshole here for a convention. The fact that you were of Arab decent had nothing to do with it and I apologize if that sounded incredibly racist. My knee was bleeding and I had just flown over my handlebars and smacked into the pavement, so I was pissed. I’m sorry for sounding like a bigot asshole….thats not what I meant.
— To The Guy Who I Just Hit With My Bike (ie, a cyclist’s Craigslist remorse)
