Takes All Kinds....

....of people to make a world, I guess.

Today on the way to the Family History Center to work my shift, I saw an old truck that stalled exactly when the light turned green. He was obviously trying to get the rust bucket started again, you could hear the engine grinding. The person behind him in a mini-van was apparently in a huuuuge important urgent hurry, as she immediately began to honk her horn. Beep. No moving on the part of the truck. Beep beep beep. Still no movement.

BeepBeepBeepBeepBeepBeepBeepBeeeeeeeeeeeeep! Poor guy in the truck was trying so hard and this woman on his bumper was not giving him any credit for trying. She seemed to think he'd purposely stopped his truck there at the light and was stalled there soley to keep her stopped all through the green. Tsk. Soccer Mom road rage. I drove on contemplating society's general impatience and frequent lack of understanding for our fellow man and promising to be more patient, especially on the road.

Then a couple of blocks later what do I see? A father on a Silver Wing is taking his daughter to school. He was wearing full gear and Glory Be! The daughter, who looked to be about 8 or 9, was also wearing full gear! She had on her helmet, gloves, not sneakers or flip flops and a riding suit in miniature size. Protected from head to toe. It looked like a little version of an AeroStitch suit.

So different from our neighbors, who also have a Siver Wing. He rides wearing a helmet only (it's the law here) and his kids ride behind him also wearing only a helmet. They all ride in shorts and flip flops and sleeveless shirts. It gives me the creeps every time I see him toting his kids around "naked" like that. Even if he does not care for his own skin and bones, he should care a bit more for his kids' skin and bones.

I know that wearing gear is a choice and I know we don't all make the same choices. but if the first dad should have an accident, his precious daughter stands a better chance of surviving without serious injury than my neighbor's kids do. Aren't parents supposed to teach their kids the safest/best ways to do things?

On the Wrex front, it seems he'll be in the hospital for a couple weeks. Thankfully, the part to fix his front brake will only cost 40 bucks. The bad news is the part won't be here til next week sometime and next week Jason is going on vacation. The nerve! My Wrex is sick and his doctor is going on vacation! Oops! I already forgot to be more patient.