Normally, I wouldn't spend any time on such a cheap bike, but, as part of my life mission to empower folks through the use of bicycles, I adjusted the brakes, sanded the pads, cleaned the rims, trued the rear wheel, adjusted both derailers, oiled the chain, and aired the tires on this Wal-Mart monstrosity.
Why?
The other day, just as I was leaving home for work, a knock came at the door. It was an immigrant with a heavy accent named Andre. He didn't have a job, and wanted very much to have his bike work better. He said he liked to do drawings. I didn't really want to, but I have this sign in my driveway that says we fix bikes, so I told him I would.
When I came home this evening, he had picked it up and, in exchange, he'd left this sweet tie-dye tee:
Thanks, Andre. I hope your NEXT treats you well and you find good work soon.
SWEET! you never know what you're gonna get!
ReplyDeleteA lot of jerks can give a bike a tune up, but it takes a real dude to know how to treat people right.
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