S2000 saves my life (relatively long)
10-02-2002, 09:27 AM
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S2000 saves my life (relatively long)
Got off work late on Monday and decided to go to Bill Miller's BBQ for a quick bite before heading home. As I approached the restaurant, I noticed several Harley's parked outside. I had some reservations about going in but decided not to be intimidated by these guys. (Scared but not intimidated)
I get my food and sit as far away from them as possible. They are talking loud, but not obnoxious. Unfortunately, the ketchup dispenser is right next to where they are sitting. I go up and put my little cup under the dispenser and give it a firm push. There is some resistance at first but then it gave way. I looked into my cup...no ketchup.
Suddenly, the Harley table gets quiet. I didn't even want to look up. Well you guessed it ketchup on one of the Harley guys.
He stands up and he's about 2 feet taller than me and about 300lbs heavier. I flinched as he reached over me for a napkin and I noticed he had a tatoo on his forearm that could kick my a$$.
I think I apologized/begged for my life at the same time. The restaurant was pretty empty at the time so I figured I'd end up face down in the dumpster out back. Oddly enough, he asks me if the Honda is mine. I said yeah and immediately had visions of them flipping my car over on their way out.
As it turns out this guys brother or something works for one of the Honda plants in Alabama ot Tenesse. Apparently his brother had been laid off and Honda hired him on.
So he invites me to sit with them and you don't turn down an invitation like that. So I spent about 30 minutes with these guys discussing the advantages of American Made Iron. Turned out to be nice guys.
I get my food and sit as far away from them as possible. They are talking loud, but not obnoxious. Unfortunately, the ketchup dispenser is right next to where they are sitting. I go up and put my little cup under the dispenser and give it a firm push. There is some resistance at first but then it gave way. I looked into my cup...no ketchup.
Suddenly, the Harley table gets quiet. I didn't even want to look up. Well you guessed it ketchup on one of the Harley guys. He stands up and he's about 2 feet taller than me and about 300lbs heavier. I flinched as he reached over me for a napkin and I noticed he had a tatoo on his forearm that could kick my a$$.
I think I apologized/begged for my life at the same time. The restaurant was pretty empty at the time so I figured I'd end up face down in the dumpster out back. Oddly enough, he asks me if the Honda is mine. I said yeah and immediately had visions of them flipping my car over on their way out.
As it turns out this guys brother or something works for one of the Honda plants in Alabama ot Tenesse. Apparently his brother had been laid off and Honda hired him on.
So he invites me to sit with them and you don't turn down an invitation like that. So I spent about 30 minutes with these guys discussing the advantages of American Made Iron. Turned out to be nice guys.
10-02-2002, 02:17 PM
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I know parts of San Antonio are kind of rough, but the stereotype about biker gangs is way overdone. As expensive as Hardleys are these days, the majority of their riders are comprised of RUB's (Rich Urban Bikers) who live their alter ego by dressing in black leather and riding WWII-era technology.
Hope you didn't buy their rationale re: the advantages of "American Made Iron". Just curious, how did they sell it?
Hope you didn't buy their rationale re: the advantages of "American Made Iron". Just curious, how did they sell it?
10-02-2002, 02:38 PM
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These guys were not accountants. Their Harleys were old, beat up and so were they. These were some rough guys. They didn't have to do much convincing. I just smiled, nodded alot and was glad to get otta there.
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These guys were not accountants. Their Harleys were old, beat up and so were they. These were some rough hombres. They didn't have to do much convincing. I just smiled, nodded alot and was glad to get otta there.
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Pretty funny situation, given it had such a good ending. I can only imagine how you must have felt after that one big push on the ketchup pump.....
Glad everything worked out well and your car stayed on 4 wheels
What Chris said is true, but there are still pockets of the "old style" groups around I'm sure.
Glad everything worked out well and your car stayed on 4 wheels
What Chris said is true, but there are still pockets of the "old style" groups around I'm sure.
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