Motorcycle Forum Bitchin
Okay. So I joined this motorcycle forum a couple of years ago. There is a lot of good information on there and then there is other topics to. For the most part I like going over to visit and comment.
Of course you regulars know that my bike has been giving me fits and four weeks or so ago I made a Topic on the forum about how I hated my bike now. I even admitted right at the first that I was bitching because I needed to let off some steam. It was at one of those points where your whole day has gone down hill fast, my truck was on the fritz, the bike was showing me all it's faults at one time and things in general just weren't going good. Everyone has those days when working on their mode de transportation a wrench gets thrown, curse words flow and tempers flair and if, like some forum members, you say say you haven't then either you don't do much wrenching or your lying out you stink hole redeye.
People who know me also know that I have had training in engine repair; my own small engine repair shop rebuilt; built; fixed up; and saved countless old engines of various makes. Have owned nine motorcycles, a couple of go karts, twenty or so cars, built a 396 and put it in a 1975 Camaro, kept my 1966 390 Ford Galaxie in fine running shape. Removed the engine from the top side, rebuilt and re-installed same engine through the top side in a 1986 Nissan Sentra in my garage before I was told it couldn't be done. It has to come out through the bottom they said. Hmmm, fancy that.
The point is, when I made my Topic some members came to help and knew the frustration I was having. Many offered light hearted comments because they've been there. But then the bashing put downs began from two other fucktards. One stated that some "men" ( meaning me obviously) are afraid of tools and have no mechanical ability. In my younger days had he said it to my face it would have been on. I might not have won the battle but he'd a sure known I'd been there.
I'm getting old now and usually let stupid remarks such as that go and I have a lot of self control and patience. But, like many others I guess with everything going these days I was just about at the end of my rope. It wasn't the bike really but more the total of crap coming down on me and us all and the bikes problems just happened to be the straw that broke the Camels back. Hell. At the point I was at then a fly buzzing could have pissed me off. It was just a momentary melt down that I am done with. We all spout off at times.