To the guy running down the middle of the road this morning (and by morning I mean 0615 am), yeah, I know your running shoes have a tiny swatch of reflective material on the heel. But you are running down the middle of the road. In the dark. Wearing dark clothes. Survival of the fittest doesn't always refer to an animal's ability to run fast; you also have to be smart enough to run somewhere where cars aren't competing for space. Like...a sidewalk?
To the girl in the locker room wearing tweed pants, a striped shirt and a flowery sweater: No. Just...no.
C'mon, people. Get it together. I'm not even cranky! These people are just stupid, and I just thought I would share.