SUV hell

To the lady in the black Toyota SUV, license number K38-PPB:

I'm SO sorry for riding my bicycle to work today, and I apologize for getting into the left turn lane at Rosedale and Hemphill before you did. You honked your horn agitatedly, and boy did that teach me. I'm also sorry you almost hit that white car that was turning left when tried to gun it around me. And I'm sorry when you did manage to speed around me, that you got caught at that red light, the same light I stopped at, proving that your efforts were needless, and that you saved no time whatsoever being in front of me. I'm sorry I caught you at the next stoplight too. And the next one after that. You got that squeamish look as you stared at me in your rear-view, trying to figure out if I was chasing you down or if I just happened to be going the same way. Can a guy really keep up with traffic on a bike? I hope you didn't use too much extra fuel driving aggressively, 'cause that stuff costs a lot these days. Some nerve I had riding a bike, that costs next to nothing to operate, in front of you on the street!

Who was I to think that just because the law says I'm supposed to function as a part of traffic on my bike, that I should actually try to do so? I should know better. I should know that the road belongs to drivers, specifically Stupid Useless Vehicle (SUV) drivers, and drivers alone. My safety on the road just plain doesn't matter. Thanks for reminding me.