A neighborhood drunk shouted at me.

The other week I hopped on a bikeshare bike to go commute in to one of my jobs, and as I was coasting in to the stoplight at the intersection, a(n old) (unshaven) (white-bearded) guy in a thin, open coat tooled out of an alley and across two lanes of traffic and into a minimall parking lot without looking out for cars at all, and as he was going into the parking lot, he turned a bit and shouted at me over his shoulder, "Get yourself a bike!"