I appreciate that the Bike Gallery is located a couple blocks from my house so I could run in for a quick fix of my brakes, what I don’t need is everyone working there judging my bike, Wayne. Yes, I got my bike off of CL for 75 bucks and I’ve gotten in a couple accidents with him… and he could stand to lose a few pounds (I’m not going to judge, I could too). But don’t be a dick about it. As I stand in a sea of trek bikes and people who wear lycra, clicking around the store with their clip shoes. My heavy bike, chrome bag and chuck wearing self got stares from everyone. The guy who helped me wouldn’t even have small talk with me…
Thanks for helping me be able to stop before running into traffic but I’m not going back there any time soon.
Pretense should be saved up for SUV drivers who probably couldn’t ride around the block without getting winded, not fellow cyclists.
