I was once told that in order to be a TRUE Scooter-ist, One had to have a bee fly up their shorts while riding. Well, I am proud to announce that Today, I became a "True Scooter-ist."
I love riding my red scooter, although I'd really rather be riding some kind of motorcycle. There is a certain sense of freedom that comes from riding a scooter around town with the wind blowing through my hair, my eyes welling up with tears from my speed, It's almost as if the road seems to unwind and reveal it's darkest secrets to you, and in this economy, who doesn't love a ride that gets anywhere from 65-90 MPG? I know that I try to pinch and save every penny that I can. At any rate, Today while I was riding my scooter to work, I had a bee fly up my shorts and get stuck in the layer between my underwear, and the shorts themselves, I could feel the bee squirming around, He was probably freaking out almost as much as I was at the thought of being trapped there. I imagine the bee actually looked something like this picture below.
"The last thing that I want to happen is to get stung in my 'area' " I thought.. The site of my pulling immediately over and doing a dance must have been quite funny to onlookers and those driving around me. I only wish now that I could have seen myself doing what I now call the "I have a bee in my shorts" dance. Lucky for me, I didn't get stung, and the bee made his way out with my coaching.
I love riding my red scooter, although I'd really rather be riding some kind of motorcycle. There is a certain sense of freedom that comes from riding a scooter around town with the wind blowing through my hair, my eyes welling up with tears from my speed, It's almost as if the road seems to unwind and reveal it's darkest secrets to you, and in this economy, who doesn't love a ride that gets anywhere from 65-90 MPG? I know that I try to pinch and save every penny that I can. At any rate, Today while I was riding my scooter to work, I had a bee fly up my shorts and get stuck in the layer between my underwear, and the shorts themselves, I could feel the bee squirming around, He was probably freaking out almost as much as I was at the thought of being trapped there. I imagine the bee actually looked something like this picture below.
"The last thing that I want to happen is to get stung in my 'area' " I thought.. The site of my pulling immediately over and doing a dance must have been quite funny to onlookers and those driving around me. I only wish now that I could have seen myself doing what I now call the "I have a bee in my shorts" dance. Lucky for me, I didn't get stung, and the bee made his way out with my coaching.
Okay, I now consider you to be a true scooter-ist. I think it is a miracle you kept your cool to pull over and dance with a bee in your shorts. I probably would have flipped out and crashed!
ReplyDeleteKristi, I nearly DID flip out and crash. I managed to hit the curb on my way to pull over and then jumped off holding my scooter up with a single hand while doing the bee dance. No doubt it looked hilarious!
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