A couple of guys from my office went to one of those after-hours networking things a few days ago. While there, they started chatting with a guy I probably shouldn’t identify here, but his name sounded a lot like Rob German.
Anyway, my co-workers came back and told me how they and this guy who even looked a lot like Rob German discovered, during the course of conversation, that this friendly stranger knows me. He has ridden with me. As a matter of fact, he has raced with me, just like Rob German.
And being a friendly stranger, he told my co-workers that, “Tim’s a pretty good rider for a guy his age.”
For a guy his age. Man, if I ever run into that dude I’m gonna hit him with a cane.
And I can do it.
I own a cane.