My little story for the day that made me smile.
I was sitting in my truck reading my book, while enjoying my turkey sandwich and carrot sticks (healthy lunch!) when a young man on a bike walked up to my window. At first he scared the crap out of me, it is a really good book and I was completely enveloped in the story. I rolled down the window and he said hi.
"I need a favor, please? Can you give me a ride to the LBS down the street?"
Me first reaction was NO. Not just no but hell no. I have a hard time trusting a lot of people.
"I have a flat tire and I broke my tire tool trying to change it. I will ride in the bike of the truck if you are willing to take me down there."
I am sure that my bike being in the back of the truck was a dead give away that I was a cyclist. I have a feeling that if it hadn't been back there he would have never asked. What the hell, why not. There is a new bike shop down the street in Winter Park, it was on my way back to work and it was really hot outside. NOW if I had been really polite I probably would have just gotten a tube and my tools out and changed in the parking lot but since I was going back to work anyway I gave the man a ride.
He was very nice and was happy that he was going to make it to work ontime. So I have earned my merit badge today. I guess just because we don't ride the same kinds of bikes, and as much as we complain about how each of us rides we are still cyclists. AND I found a new bike shop out of the deal. It is a good day.