Going to work at 5th and mission, I saw first a Prius stopped. The driver’s door was open. Then I saw a Chinese lady yelling at a biker. A typical hipster biker. They were blocking both lanes of traffic.

The incident must have just occurred. As I crossed, I glanced at the stopped Prius. It was a new Toyota. License plate hadn’t even arrived. On the passenger side toward the back, I noticed a long visible scratch.

That’s probably what they were fighting about.

The hipster kid tried to bike away, but the lady grabbed the seat yanking him back. He jumped in surprise. As she held onto the bike, the Chinese lady was talking to the only “professional” looking person in the gathering crowd—a white male in a business suit talking on a Blackberry. Perhaps he already called the cops. Other people were just watching.

A bus the 14 passed by and I could see all the passengers turning their head to the commotion.

The chinese lady and the biker stood in a lane of traffic in front of a taxi. There were many honks. Clearly, she wasn’t about to let the biker go.

Who knows what the incident was? Did the biker come too close? Did she? Maybe she cut the biker off and the biker immediately went to scratch her car.

“Let me go!” he yelled but the lady refused to let go. He said it again and again.

Accidents suck, but finding who to blame is worse. I turned my head to look again, rubbernecking, but well…it’s not my issue to resolve, but I was curious about the clash of personalities.