norseman
Supercharged
When I started my current contract I was told I had to meet one of the regular employees because he is a serious biker. This happens to me a lot because I have a tendency to talk about my bike more than any other topic, and I was happy to meet somebody else who is well known for loving their machine. He was a pretty standard office style fella, a bit quicker with a crass comment perhaps and sporting a "if you don't like it, then screw you" attitude rather proudly.
Anyway we talked for a bit and he related that his 80ci Harley needed some repairs before it was back on the road. Yesterday, about 3 months later, he came to my office jingling some keys. After being proudly shown his denim jacket with many pins and patches and his skid-lid adorned with flaming 8 balls and the phrase "F*CK YOU VERY MUCH" written on the crown, I popped out to employee parking and took a look at his bike. It was a pretty standard looking blue Harley with tallish elk-horn handlebars and straight pipes. We both fired up our bikes and compared exhaust notes (he was louder of course) and then he asked about the green stripe on my seat.
"That's a bad luck color" he said. "Ah really?" I replied, "I was thinking it would be a nice nod to the old British Racing Green and I really like the shade". "Well..." he related in a serious tone "if you want to roll the dice that's up to you." I looked at him baffled "I'll tell you what, I'll roll the dice with my green paint and you can roll the dice with your fake helmet and we'll see who's taking a bigger risk." I will never understand some people.
Anyway we talked for a bit and he related that his 80ci Harley needed some repairs before it was back on the road. Yesterday, about 3 months later, he came to my office jingling some keys. After being proudly shown his denim jacket with many pins and patches and his skid-lid adorned with flaming 8 balls and the phrase "F*CK YOU VERY MUCH" written on the crown, I popped out to employee parking and took a look at his bike. It was a pretty standard looking blue Harley with tallish elk-horn handlebars and straight pipes. We both fired up our bikes and compared exhaust notes (he was louder of course) and then he asked about the green stripe on my seat.
"That's a bad luck color" he said. "Ah really?" I replied, "I was thinking it would be a nice nod to the old British Racing Green and I really like the shade". "Well..." he related in a serious tone "if you want to roll the dice that's up to you." I looked at him baffled "I'll tell you what, I'll roll the dice with my green paint and you can roll the dice with your fake helmet and we'll see who's taking a bigger risk." I will never understand some people.
