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Join Date: Jul 2010
Location: Elburn, IL
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No Respect I Tells Ya. At First.
I had Dr. appointment Monday morning, so I rode the Hi Bird to work instead of pedaling one of my other two wheelers. One of the reasons I got it.
While sitting in my office doing paperwork, the company Harley B***h strolls into my office. Our conversation went like this: HB, "I saw your your toy motorscooter parked out front this morning". Me, "It ain't a scooter, Audrey". HB, "Uh-huh. So, when are you gonna get a real motorcycle?" Me, "Looks like a real motorcycle to me." HB, "Nope." Me, "Hey, I can kill myself just as easily on my bike as you can on your big pig." HB, "Well, yeah." Me, "And I can pick it back up by myself aaannddd it didn't cost five figures, and finally, I don't give a rats' patootie if it gets a bit dirty." HB, "Okay, okay." "So, what did it cost?" "It might be a good commuter bike for me." Me, "Well, my sister gave that one to me but they usually run under two grand." HB, "Really?" Me, "But, there ain't much of a network, so you'll have to do your own maintenance." HB, "Hmmm.....hubby does all the work on the Harleys, maybe I can talk him into getting one for me." Me, "You said it ain't a real motorcycle." HB, "Oh, shut up. It is kinda cute. I gotta go back to work. Bye." Me, "Bye." I don't think HB was nearly as snotty when she left. |
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