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Bicycle thieves
Nov. 2nd, 2004 04:58 pmToday, I went to lunch with Manuela. I parked the bike, we went to lunch, come back and no bike. Stolen.
Stolen bike = grounded for me, because there are no public transports after 8:PM and public transport costs money.
I started gloomily walking towards home when in the high street, I see two men chatting leaning to a wall...and to a bicycle. Looking exactly like MY bicycle. I walk closer and I see my bicycle chain. It is my bicycle. I turn to the two men and with the calmest, coldest tone of voice, and not a thought in the world, I say: "This is my bicycle." The two started to find excuses and trying to bullshit me. I simply wanted my bicycle.
So, I go my bicycle, stopped to get a very big, heavy and expensive chain and gone back home, where I am slowly crashing.
Two more things before I do: first I have been edgy all day, as if waiting for something to happen. The something happened and I dealt with it. I am sure the deities protected me. My work is starting to pay off. May my gratefulness reach you and your protection be with me always.
The other things a is the fact that I told this story to 3 people: the ironmonger, Manuela and my father: two think I have taken undue risks, one is proud of me. Guess who?
Stolen bike = grounded for me, because there are no public transports after 8:PM and public transport costs money.
I started gloomily walking towards home when in the high street, I see two men chatting leaning to a wall...and to a bicycle. Looking exactly like MY bicycle. I walk closer and I see my bicycle chain. It is my bicycle. I turn to the two men and with the calmest, coldest tone of voice, and not a thought in the world, I say: "This is my bicycle." The two started to find excuses and trying to bullshit me. I simply wanted my bicycle.
So, I go my bicycle, stopped to get a very big, heavy and expensive chain and gone back home, where I am slowly crashing.
Two more things before I do: first I have been edgy all day, as if waiting for something to happen. The something happened and I dealt with it. I am sure the deities protected me. My work is starting to pay off. May my gratefulness reach you and your protection be with me always.
The other things a is the fact that I told this story to 3 people: the ironmonger, Manuela and my father: two think I have taken undue risks, one is proud of me. Guess who?
