You want to yell and punch and steal wallets everytime this happens but somehow bikers end up being all out of it in shock and usually get screwed. I got doored in North Beach after being all zoned out after an accupuncture treatment, but I yelled at the guy and asked for money. He gave me $2.
Two MOTHER FUCKING dollars and my bike's brake is bent, prohibiting free movement from the tire.
I should have marched him to the nearest atm.