Training wheels.
It’s my wife’s birthday today so I decided yesterday to fix up her old cruiser. I put some new tires on and cleaned the body. As I was in front of my house scrubbing off the rust on the spokes two little girls rode by. I may have misheard them but they either said, “that a girl’s bike” or “my bike is better than yours.” Either way they were probably insulting me even though it wasn’t my bike. I didn’t have enough time to think of a comeback to two 9 year-olds. Off they rode down the street only to make a big loop and pass by again and laugh the whole time they rode past me. Now they could have told each other a seriously funny knock-knock joke just before they turned the corner or they conspired to belittle me (even though they don’t even know belittle means). I seriously considered tipping them over but they had training wheels on and an Escalade is easier to roll over than a bike with training wheels. Next time I’ll be ready with a snappy comeback. It will sting.
