i’ve never had any of that, just an ``I don’t want to know’’ from my boss when he saw me there in my bike trousers and boots – as if i’d just come from some kinky sex party.
them: whats that large thing on your back?.
me: oh that, yeh thats a back protector.
them: oh ok, so if you have an accident, that makes you feel more comfortable when your laying on the road after an accident?.
It helps to remember that the late Douglas Adams once wrote “If humans didn’t continually state the obvious, their mouths would cease up from lack of use!”
Talk of stating the obvious…Last time i had an accident stupid git asked me if i was alright!..Errrrrr NO i’m laid here with a busted leg and smashed to buggerit bike just cos you don’t use your fecking mirrors :w00t::crazy:
I know just what you mean. A couple of years ago I was in the lift at work wearing my 2piece bike kit, lid under my arm. A guy gets in the lift at the next floor, looks me up and down, raises eyebrow and grins. “You got a motorbike love?” he asks. I looked at my watch with the day/date facility and I replied “ooh, it’s Thursday. Actually I am off to a fetish club in SoHo. Wanna join me?” He went bright red and the other people in the lift were smirking. Priceless.
I do get alot of the old “Ah, I see you ride a motorcycle; [insert dear departed’s name here] died gruesomely on one of those”
One response is to try and get into a game of dead-relative trumps:
“You’re a smoker? My dad died of smoking. Put a fag in his mouth back-to-front and set his head on fire” … “You cross the road? My pet hedgehog got killed doing that” … etc etc
When I had trouble with my datatool alarm I left the bike and went home on the tube on a damn hot day. Nice blue leathers, red boots, helmet and gloves.
Guess who everyone was checking out? :smooooth:
A mate commented I must have felt like the Stig. I did.
