Hurricane Dave

0.00I normally give follow-up posts the title of “[Original Blog Title], Part Deux” but today I’m breaking tradition because, quite simply, this one needs it. And once again, I would like to warn those of you with virgin eyes and ears that this one will be laden with profanity. Ahem. So let’s get to it.

If you recall, a few posts ago I described in full detail how my bike was deemed an “eyesore” and that it needed to be moved so that the smokers, apparently an endangered and therefore protected species at the workplace, wouldn’t be offended by its presence. Being the new person I obliged so as to avoid any confrontation, but you knew exactly what I was thinking.

Well, folks, with today’s incident, what I was thinking finally came out in full color. And it was ugly.

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