Even Green Lake Has Haters!
 | By MyGreenLake August 6, 2009 at 11:22 am |
Sure, we live in a tourist hood. But, lest we get too caught up in all the lurve from out-of-hooders, a little reminder that, according to some yelpers, we’re not all that:
[ ... ] With my little time left I will focus my park energies on those places where I feel I can re-charge…and not suck my energy dry like Greenlake. Sorry Greenlake but I’m filing for a divorce….Irreconcilable Differences. – Sheila Y.
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[ ... ] Walking down the path what do I see coming at me but a battalion of new-mothers driving their little soldiers side by side by side in an infant motor pool. Armoured with their 2x and 3x side-by-side strollers, they march. March in such a way they take up the whole path. Not just the walking path mind you. THE WHOLE PATH! Bikers and rollerbladers made to yield into the grass. Seniors and casual walkers forced to balance the bulkhead that separates the dry from the wet. Unbelievable! These people think they have some self-imposed right of the park and that their conversations of the latest baby uniform is more important than SHARING THE PATH WITH THE REST OF SEATTLE! – Rich E.
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I’ve got a Greenlake Gripe! [ ... ] The supposedly great thing about Greenlake: the trail around the lake. More precisely, the illiterate masses who lack the pictographic reading comprehension to understand “walkers on one side, wheels on the other (and in one direction)”. Seriously folks! Let’s all get on the same page here. For everyone’s enjoyment and safety. Those signs must be at least every quarter mile. I don’t like weaving in and out of you on my rollerblades anymore than you do. So get your feet over in the correct lane… and all my wheeled bretheren, stop screwing it up for the rest of us by traveling in the wrong direction, it ain’t safe!
Oh yeah, the car prowling sucks too. – Brian S.
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[ ... ] The proximity to traffic and the hords of people keep me away. I guess I will have to go in the middle of the night but then I will get jumped by the masses of thiefs that I am pretty sure jsut hang out in the bushes waiting to grab my bling. – Aaron M.
Don’t know what much to say about it. It’s a lake surrounded by a bunch of parks. Yeeeeeeeeehawww.
I have only experienced it late at night. Their website says they are open 24/7. I find this hard to believe. There are no lights on the walking path! Do not go here alone at night! Seriously!
I got this feeling that I would be murdered here.
The good thing about Greenlake Park, though, is that it is too fancy to have your body dumped there. I think you would get murdered here but have your body dumped in Discovery Park. – Tracy Jane W.
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4 comments
I particularly like that last comment. We are SO too fancy for corpses. Word.
Haters! I don't know if they've noticed, but Green Lake (n.b.; two words, please) is in the middle of a fairly and increasingly densely populated city. It's name is Seattle (n.b.; one word). These people DEFINITELY should move to the suburbs. Might I suggest Issaquah (one) or Maple Valley (two) or the fine mess called B.A.R.K. (Burien, Auburn, Renton, Kent) (one as an acronym, four standing alone)?
Not that I don't sympathize with some of their criticisms. Who hasn't been forced off the outside running path by lumbering packs of lollygaggers who take the “Hands Across Green Lake” approach to walking around my sacred track? Why can't they walk in the grass for 5 seconds, which is much safer for them at their speed than for me whilst running? Do they not understand what will happen to me if I break an ankle? Two words: GLUE FACTORY.
And don't even get me started about those Urban Assault Strollers.
I particularly like that last comment. We are SO too fancy for corpses. Word.
Haters! I don't know if they've noticed, but Green Lake (n.b.; two words, please) is in the middle of a fairly and increasingly densely populated city. It's name is Seattle (n.b.; one word). These people DEFINITELY should move to the suburbs. Might I suggest Issaquah (one) or Maple Valley (two) or the fine mess called B.A.R.K. (Burien, Auburn, Renton, Kent) (one as an acronym, four standing alone)?
Not that I don't sympathize with some of their criticisms. Who hasn't been forced off the outside running path by lumbering packs of lollygaggers who take the “Hands Across Green Lake” approach to walking around my sacred track? Why can't they walk in the grass for 5 seconds, which is much safer for them at their speed than for me whilst running? Do they not understand what will happen to me if I break an ankle? Two words: GLUE FACTORY.
And don't even get me started about those Urban Assault Strollers.