This morning I made a fat cow jump on (regrettably, not off) the Golden Gate Bridge. I was doing my weekend run (20 miles today) and part of it was on the Golden Gate Bridge. I'm trucking along managing to dodge tourists when I see ahead of me three massive oblivious Tess Munster wannabes walking abreast blocking the entire pedestrian path (about 5 meters wide) in both directions. There was my chance. I waited until I was only about ten feet behind them when I called out in my best baritone drill sergeant voice "ON YOUR LEFT!" Watching that fat bitch jump to her right and almost domino her orca pod was the highlight of my morning.