First she charges out of a parking lot onto Venice Boulevard without looking to her left and seeing me approaching a couple car lengths back. Had she kept going and merged into the space available for her in theĀ  traffic lane, I’d have nothing to write about. But instead she finally sees me and comes to an abrupt stop fully blocking the bike lane, necessitating my complete stop. Her reaction is to then impatiently motion for me to go by. Wondering if she expects me to ride up and over her truck, I opt to stay put and politely decline her generous if entirely unacceptable invitation, instead urging her to continue.