It takes all kinds

On my way home, I saw another bike commuter who had a whole lot of incongruous elements. She was riding a BMX bike with pegs on the rear axle. Already that's fairly unusual. She had a speaker on her handlebar blaring rap music, complete with lots of curse words. She had a heavy chain around her hips. She was well dressed and had a fancy bag over her right shoulder and an expensive haircut and color job. She had a cigarette in her left hand. At first she passed me by running a red light in a way I wouldn't risk my life, but hey, she's used to it. I pulled just slightly ahead of her at the next light which we both had to wait at. I saw from her face that she was at least 45 years old and possibly over 50. Why is a well dressed woman riding a BMX bike aggressively through traffic blaring rap music? Well, in New York City, it truly takes all kinds, for sure.