Yamma~Tiger
Junior Member
Most, If not all of Us, like to think we live in a modern society fueled by modern beliefs and dominated by modern individuals. The truth is we are not as Human as we may like to think we are. Let me start with the situation:
April 8th, 2011. Madison, WI. USA. I am meeting someone interested in buying my 2001 FZ1. Chuck!...... lets say Chuck pulls up in front of my "place of work" with his one armed Uncle in his early 90's Chevy pickup. They get out.
I see Chuck. Short sleeve shirt dirty hands and a hat. I see Chuck's Uncle. one arm missing. long beard and bandana.
ME THINKING: chuck....red neck. chuck's uncle: disgruntled U.S army Vietnam Vet.... now turned: same as above. Me and Madison: pretty sophisticated and intelligent. should be interesting. lets see what happens.
Chuck takes bike for a test ride and I with for him with his Uncle. We talk. work, bikes, lack of money to modify/fix bikes and s**t. Chuck returns.
Chuck says 1500. My ad advertises 2500. custom dictates we meet somewhere in the middle... right?
ME THINKING: yes. wait..... no. no I can't sell this bike for 1500. last November, before paying 250 for storage I was offered 1500. And I was offered 1700 a few days ago. yes. yes, but why? what's going on? I dunno. (at this particular moment). I say yes. Bike is sold.
why? why? why?
ME THINKING (later on) 2 reasons. 1). sometimes we meet people that have an effect on us that just..... does things. 2). we are quick to judge people. sometimes we get smacked so hard with our own stupidity, It bounces off our head, into space, on the orbital plane and actually gives us a moment of clarity.
SO. why?
what the he** am I getting at?
April 8th, 2011. Madison, WI. USA. I am meeting someone interested in buying my 2001 FZ1. Chuck!...... lets say Chuck pulls up in front of my "place of work" with his one armed Uncle in his early 90's Chevy pickup. They get out.
I see Chuck. Short sleeve shirt dirty hands and a hat. I see Chuck's Uncle. one arm missing. long beard and bandana.
ME THINKING: chuck....red neck. chuck's uncle: disgruntled U.S army Vietnam Vet.... now turned: same as above. Me and Madison: pretty sophisticated and intelligent. should be interesting. lets see what happens.
Chuck takes bike for a test ride and I with for him with his Uncle. We talk. work, bikes, lack of money to modify/fix bikes and s**t. Chuck returns.
Chuck says 1500. My ad advertises 2500. custom dictates we meet somewhere in the middle... right?
ME THINKING: yes. wait..... no. no I can't sell this bike for 1500. last November, before paying 250 for storage I was offered 1500. And I was offered 1700 a few days ago. yes. yes, but why? what's going on? I dunno. (at this particular moment). I say yes. Bike is sold.
why? why? why?
ME THINKING (later on) 2 reasons. 1). sometimes we meet people that have an effect on us that just..... does things. 2). we are quick to judge people. sometimes we get smacked so hard with our own stupidity, It bounces off our head, into space, on the orbital plane and actually gives us a moment of clarity.
SO. why?
what the he** am I getting at?