Went to fire up my bike today and the battery was dead, no biggie still had enough juice to bump start if needed but i really didn't feel like doing that especially since the apt complex i live in has jump boxes that they will lend out. So i walked over to the office and they were closed, bummer. On the way back to the bike i noticed that the maint. door was open and someone was working so i popped in and asked if he would be able to help me out. The reply i got was "no man, were closed and im just on call today. The office will open back up at 8:30" am. And this guy rides, hell he rode his bike in today, so i told him thanks a for the lot of fuckin help and proceeded to run my ass off trying to bump start the the sporty. Third try and it lit. All the while this bozo is watching me do this and when it fires he hops on his bike waves and rides off. Ya know what FUCK YOU. I've hopped off exits on the highway spun around the other way and stopped just to ask if they need a hand when i see someone broke down. there hasn't been one time when i haven't stopped to at least see if i could help out. This seems to be a lost courtesy, and really it pisses me off. When i wrecked my bike i had at least a dozen people who saw me go down drive right on past, two people stopped one who saw me go down, a really kind old gall in a lifted dodge and a tow truck operator who saw me standing on the side of the road. And to all you asshats who want to wave and call me brother but won't help a man when he's broke down. Sell your bike, drive your cage and try not to kill me with it. In this age of cell phones, gps, alien satellite tracking systems, its still nice to connect with real people, even if your can't help fix the bike stop and offer a smoke, drink, or even just say good luck to ya, glad your ok. Because when its your turn to sit on your ass and wait for a rescue your gonna wish people cared too.

Oh and my charging wire shorted to ground and blew the 30 amp fuse, all fixed and ready to roll on. stay safe folks.

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