Saturday, January 17, 2015

Got Me All Excited About Nothing

Yesterday I heard someone in our building rode a fat bike to work.

"Cool", I thought and hurried down to the basement to check it out. Then I saw the bike and a darkness fell upon my spirit.

There is a bright side. We have elevators so I didn't have to walk up eight flights of stairs to get back to work.

1 comment:

Pat S said...

My perspective is that the exercise you got going down the stairs was pretty much sticking it to the man (he being Sam Walton), not the other way around.