BikerGeek99
Yeah, it's a concrete corn cob. So?
Yep, that's right. My attitude sucks. As they say, the first step to getting help is to admit you have a problem.
Some people pride themselves on having a Bad Attitude. I am not one of those people. Who wants to be around someone with a Bad Attitude? I don't, so that means I don't want to be around me.
Over the last several months my job has been a 4-letter word. Long hours and never-ending pressure and stress takes a toll on a person. I do my best to leave work at work, but sometimes it follows you around, non-stop. My boss sees it in me, and my wife - the lovely and gracious Sooze - sees it in me.
For me, and probably for you as well, my two-wheeling brethren, there's only one type of therapy for people like us.
Two wheeled therapy.
Who am I to argue?
So Sooze and I are off on a little adventure. Late this afternoon the crap hit the fan at work and I almost thought this trip might fall through. Luckily I was able to pass the clean-up off to a very cool co-worker and we are on the road again.
This time we're headed to .... ah, well, where's the adventure if you already know where we're going? WE already know, so it's for us to know and you, kind reader, to find out.
We have some pictures but I don't feel like messing with 'em right now. (Bad Attitude at work, so STFU and deal with it.) I'll get to 'em later. Maybe. We'll see.
In the meantime, you can follow along with us / spy on us / stalk us via SPOT tracker Stalkers Click Here. Weirdos.
We'll see if some time on the rolling La-Z-Boy therapy machine helps me beat this Bad Attitude like a fat guy that beat anorexia.
Some people pride themselves on having a Bad Attitude. I am not one of those people. Who wants to be around someone with a Bad Attitude? I don't, so that means I don't want to be around me.
Over the last several months my job has been a 4-letter word. Long hours and never-ending pressure and stress takes a toll on a person. I do my best to leave work at work, but sometimes it follows you around, non-stop. My boss sees it in me, and my wife - the lovely and gracious Sooze - sees it in me.
For me, and probably for you as well, my two-wheeling brethren, there's only one type of therapy for people like us.
Two wheeled therapy.
Who am I to argue?
So Sooze and I are off on a little adventure. Late this afternoon the crap hit the fan at work and I almost thought this trip might fall through. Luckily I was able to pass the clean-up off to a very cool co-worker and we are on the road again.
This time we're headed to .... ah, well, where's the adventure if you already know where we're going? WE already know, so it's for us to know and you, kind reader, to find out.
We have some pictures but I don't feel like messing with 'em right now. (Bad Attitude at work, so STFU and deal with it.) I'll get to 'em later. Maybe. We'll see.
In the meantime, you can follow along with us / spy on us / stalk us via SPOT tracker Stalkers Click Here. Weirdos.
We'll see if some time on the rolling La-Z-Boy therapy machine helps me beat this Bad Attitude like a fat guy that beat anorexia.
