i can put lights on my bike, i can watch out for you even when i have the right of way, even when i'm in a fucking bike lane, i can yell so loud a guy from two blocks away comes running and you still won't even know i'm there.
fuck you you fat, dumb, arrogant sack of shit.
look at me all pursed-lipped as i hit your fucking window while you talk on your phone and then you have the chutzpah to look the fuck away as i bounce off your dumbass bronco and keep fucking driving.
fuck you.
i hope you have some freak accident where your car keys get lodged in your rectum and the emergency room staff can't use anaesthetic on you and your fucking proctoscopy footage becomes the next internet viral video meme, you fucking turd.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
and back to bumming...
i've been awake since 2:45 this morning, i have to work from 1 to 9 and now it's fucking snowing. blerg.
in rare non-bummer news...
i'm moving out of my crappy apartment at the end of the month and moving into one that's much nice and sans mice and roaches. hot shit.
a short list of things that are currently bumming me out
i've been doing some reading and now i guess i know why i can't make it the 4 or 5 miles to work without some turd pie almost taking me out.
on other news the weather sucks, i'm stuck fixing other peoples bikes all day and all i want to do is to go ride so of course mother nature obliges by kicking in some 20+ mph winds with some "wintry mix" precipitation. boo-fucking-urns.
i've been having mechainc's angst of late, i've found myself getting irritated, no fuck it, offended by people who just won't take care of their bikes. i mean seriously, you ride that shit every day, how hard is it to wipe off your chain once or twice a presidency? would it kill you to put some air in your tires? and don't even get me started on oiling chains, every fucking day i'll be on my bike somewhere and my ears will tell me that there is a horde of rampaging mice on pcp charging up the street behind me and yet, every time, it's just someone whose chain hasn't seen lubrication since the factory. blerg.
on other news the weather sucks, i'm stuck fixing other peoples bikes all day and all i want to do is to go ride so of course mother nature obliges by kicking in some 20+ mph winds with some "wintry mix" precipitation. boo-fucking-urns.
i've been having mechainc's angst of late, i've found myself getting irritated, no fuck it, offended by people who just won't take care of their bikes. i mean seriously, you ride that shit every day, how hard is it to wipe off your chain once or twice a presidency? would it kill you to put some air in your tires? and don't even get me started on oiling chains, every fucking day i'll be on my bike somewhere and my ears will tell me that there is a horde of rampaging mice on pcp charging up the street behind me and yet, every time, it's just someone whose chain hasn't seen lubrication since the factory. blerg.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
bees got nothing...
sorry i haven't blogged of late, i have been busy fixing peoples bicycles and haven't had time to do anything else except eat and sleep.
i work in a coop and have a lot more responsibilities than your average run of the mill bike mechanic. in the conventional business world i would also be working in HR, legal, logistics, PR and probably touch on a few other areas i can't think of right now.
fortunately the work is rewarding and even on days like today when i hate my job i can power through knowing that at the end of the day if things are still fubar i can snarl, piss and moan about it and maybe get the things that piss me off changed.
as far as my day or days go, please just remember that when you find a beat up bike in the trash or with a big ol' free sign at the garage sale or ditched in a sewage lagoon, it's probably there for a reason. no amount of hiked-eyebrow, "you're ripping me off, aren't you?" looks will turn that trashed 70s bike boom department store 10 speed into a totes hottt fixie "whip" for $40 worth of parts and labor.
i work in a coop and have a lot more responsibilities than your average run of the mill bike mechanic. in the conventional business world i would also be working in HR, legal, logistics, PR and probably touch on a few other areas i can't think of right now.
fortunately the work is rewarding and even on days like today when i hate my job i can power through knowing that at the end of the day if things are still fubar i can snarl, piss and moan about it and maybe get the things that piss me off changed.
as far as my day or days go, please just remember that when you find a beat up bike in the trash or with a big ol' free sign at the garage sale or ditched in a sewage lagoon, it's probably there for a reason. no amount of hiked-eyebrow, "you're ripping me off, aren't you?" looks will turn that trashed 70s bike boom department store 10 speed into a totes hottt fixie "whip" for $40 worth of parts and labor.
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