Action: Predictably disappointing dialogue with predictably disappointing chap
Road Engineer: "That sign is not for women to play with!"
Me: (silent thought bubble to self - 'what a joker! - HE CANNOT BE SERIOUS?!') "Listen, mate, I'm actually trying to park my bicycle & clearly some loser has sabotaged the 'one-&-only' bike hoop in Market Street."
Road Engineer: "You're not allowed to play with it!"
Me: "Are you connected to this sign because if you are perhaps you could assist me by moving it to a more appropriate location?"
Road Engineer: "Yes I am - I'm a taxpayer"
Me: "Well I'm a taxpayer too so by your logic I also have some ownership over it!"
Road Engineer: "You're not allowed to touch it!"
Me: I'm not sure either of us are benefiting from this conversation - I'm not participating anymore - I'm parking my bicycle!"
...Jeez, mate, chill out!......maybe even try life on a bike!
- there's a nice little place on Jones Bay Wharf - Cafe Morso - could be good for starters!