Chacun à son goût

Today, I was called an idiot by a Francophone ("EEEDIOTE!") yelling from a car behind/beside me. I had just signaled for a left, and turned left from the left edge of the lane.

Later, while barreling down 10th from Market to Folsom at ~15-20mph, on the left edge of the road, a moving car rolled up beside me, matching my speed, and the driver rolled down the window to ask me if the CostCo was nearby. I said, "Yeah, it's just up there on the right," and she thanked me and drove off.

OK, I'm used to giving directions. Especially in SF, since it's a tourist destination. But never while riding down the street at speed. I suppose it was easier for her than pulling over and looking for a pedestrian.