The other morning, I was forced to do something I hadn't done in about 3 months. I had to walk to work. I know that sounds really minuscule, but the reason why I had to walk is the disturbing part. Someone stole my bike the previous night while I was in a PC Cafe at midnight. Recently, my internet signal has been pretty weak so it has been going in and out at the most untimely of times. So after I came from the weightroom, I figured that I'd go to the cafe and handle some business on the internet for about 2 hours (11pm-1am) and then head home. When I left the cafe, my bike was gone. And the worst part about it, I couldn't communicate my frustration with anyone.
I can't speak Korean so I'm approaching everyone in the vicinity trying to ask them if they saw someone ride off on my bike. I'm standing there looking like a mime with a voice, making hand gestures and vroom vroom sounds trying to explain my plight. Each and everyone of those Koreans said the same thing pretty much. "Mu-ly-0!" That means, "I don't know." Thay said a lot more, but the rest just sounded like jibberish.
Needless to say, I'm highly upset and saddened. It would be good for me not to see a Korean riding my bike because if I do, I might catch a Korean charge and have to stay in Korea for clothes lining a Korean off my bike. lol
Anyway, here is a video of me riffing my bike for the last and a few pictures in ceremonial remembrance of dear "Maximus G." Oh! Sorry to throw you off, but that's the name of my bike. Look!
Anyway, here is a video of me riffing my bike for the last and a few pictures in ceremonial remembrance of dear "Maximus G." Oh! Sorry to throw you off, but that's the name of my bike. Look!
2 comments:
Get your weight up...lol
R.I.P Maximus-G :(
Lawdy, Why'd they have to take Maximus?????
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