My bike broke down last week (not surprisingly), the axle is actually broken, I didn't notice it before, but eventually it jammed the pedals. So since I have no tools and don't own a garage, I had to take it to the shop. They told me they had to order a new axle, it would take a few days. I come in this morning, the guy says he'll fix it by this afternoon. I come back at 5, it's still not done. Here's the interesting part, guess what he says? "I'm sorry, I forgot about it, it's my fault." Oh good god. Yes, it is your fault and thanks for apologizing, no hard feelings. I said I'd be back in the morning, he even offered me a replacement bike in the meantime. Now it's starting to feel like civilization again.
something amazing happened today
March 14th, 2006
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woha it's like Middelburg. Country-side stuff this...
Are you not better of with a Grandma bike? :D just kiddin'
[2] Could be, cost me e45 to replace the axle.. :mute: