I was cycling with an unoccupied trailer bike attached to my bicycle to pick my daughter up from her Brownies meeting.
A Chevrolet Suburban pulls up next to me at the light. As is common in my little mountain town, this truck is equipped with four wheel drive and knobbie mud tires that buzz loudly on the pavement. The 6 liter engine can generate 380 horsepower to move its driver, seven other unoccupied seats, and 5,500 pound curb weight down the highway.
The driver and lone occupant of the driver rolls down the passenger window and leans toward me. Apparently thinking he's funny, he says to me while pointing back at my unoccupied trailer bike, "I can't imagine what that's for."
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I bet he can't imagine a lot of things...
ReplyDeleteI thought exactly the same thing with his imagination ;-)
ReplyDeleteThat's a little bit more clever than the "get a car" that people yell at me, out of the windows of their beat-up pick-ups and fiestas.
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