Empathy

Empathy is a big word right now, made popular again by the Sotomayor confirmation hearings. Personally, I feel empathy for her for having to put up with infantile questioning from our idiotic members of congress. Oops- that's actually sorrow I feel for her.
It's really too bad, but for a while now, I've felt I cannot discuss the goings on in the shop for fear someone will recognize their bad behavior on this blog and I'll be in big trouble. Then I ran across this craigslist entry, and felt that recently rediscovered feeling. So I'm going to suggest going here to see someone elses' experiences. I can't belive that nearly all of these things happen to me, too.
Wait, yes I can.
P.S. I can't condone craigslist for anything but humor. Buying a bike off craigslist is not recommended. I could tell you why, but it would be more fun for you to figure it out yourself. And by fun, I mean a giant clusterfuck. Oh, sure you could get lucky and get a great bike for a low low price, but it's highly unlikely. As in winning the lottery unlikey. Which by the way, is a complete and total waste of your time. If you're not smart enough to figure that out, I really wish that you'd at least stop wasting my time, when you're standing in front of me in the gas station, and all I want to do is pay for my Gatorade so I can get back to my ride, but you just have to keep checking your numbers and making sure you played all the newest scratch- off games just in case you had a few dollars left in your pocket that the government hadn't gotten ahold of yet. Oh, yeah, and don't forget your pack of cigarettes- wouldn't want you living long enough to actually wise up and realize you're never going to win.