Modern Vespa

So, I sat around all day waiting on the oven repairman. Then, when he finally got here, he overheard my phone conversation and felt the need to comment. "Oh, so you have a moped, huh?" No, I have a scooter. "Yeah, well you know what I mean." Yes, I do know what you mean. (I said this with a tone, mind you.) Then, he proceeded to tell me how unsafe "mopeds" were and how I was (basically) an idiot for riding one. I wanted to smack him, but I've been waiting months for my oven to be fixed.

Just wanted to rant a bit that someone would come into my home, eavesdrop on my conversation and then proceed to insult me. Did I mention he likes to ride sports bikes really fast and skydive into clouds? And I'm unsafe???

Ug. I'm in a fightin' mood, too. I probably would have told him to STFU and get out.

bastard. i have a personal dislike for all repair people (as a property manager & real estate investor) as I have had to wait countless hours for them. blah. you should complain to his boss. LOL!

Except for with you, Nightie...with you, I am a tree. I can bend.

haha I love it when they call my BV500 a moped. He was just frustrated with his career choice.

I'd tell him, "I'm paying you to fix my oven, not lecture me on my riding a SCOOTER".

I did explain the difference between a moped and a scooter to him, as well as explain that I'd been riding motorcycles and scooters for almost 30 years (to which he told me it was too bad I ended up on a scooter - ). I've been waiting months, through warranty, to get my oven fixed, so I just couldn't tell him to leave... And, I'm a wuss...

That may be...he didn't even have a van or truck...just an old 80's econobox...

I might have informed him that I was paying him or his company for oven repair, not his opinion, and that if any money was to be tendered, he can leave his opinions to himself.

It was a free repair...and I'm a wuss... I did think about calling his company, but he knows where I live.

Basically, you ride a machine whose lineage comes from the desire of fanclily dressed men to get around without soiling their fancy pants and so that women could ride in their skirts. Get used to it fancy man. On the outside, nod and grin. On the inside, mow them down with large caliber automatic gunfire.
PS, as a repair man, When I decided I was good and ready to come fix your problem, If I over heard you calling your scooter "puddin", I think I would have to come back another day when I could stop laughing.

I'm not a man and I didn't call her Puddin' in front of him.

My bad. Mrs. Fancy Skirt then. And you shouldn't call it puddin out loud ever.

In seriousness though, some people will never respect the scooter. Best just to smile and nod and be glad your not an oven repairman in Texas.

I know a motorcycle guy who would take every chance to tell me to get a real bike. several years ago I placed a small "Vespa" sticker kinda low on the rear bumper of his pickup truck. I laugh everytime I see it and imagine he wonders why scooterists always wave at him in traffic. I know he is unaware of it.

Khaiku, First, you are not a wuss...you had a goal and you pursued it even under duress. Second, DO NOT DEBATE OR ARGUE WITH AN IDIOT, THEY WILL DRAG YOU DOWN TO THEIR LEVEL AND BEAT YOU WITH THEIR EXPERIENCE EVERY TIME.

a guy in a lil ford ranger pulls up beside me tonight on the way home from work (a crappy day at that). conversation is:

him: heh, couldn't afford a real bike?
me: naahh, I only had a few bucks... pause... couldn't afford a real truck?

the light changed, lost track of him in my mirrors.

I felt wussy, but being alone in my house with a guy that was insulting was not my favorite feeling and I didn't want to make it worse.

I may be out on a limb here, but I like being Devil's Advocate.

Maybe he was flirting? Hamhandedly? Sure. Guys do stupid stuff and guys say stupid stuff when they get around women.

Just a thought. If you think of it like that, it was a compliment born of ignorance and not an insult.


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khaiku -- ride what you want, there will always be people who hate to see others enjoy themselves and will try to bring you down to their level of misery.

You =

Repairman =

Don't become a sad banana.

No tip for you!

Obviously he was at the end of the queue when the brain delivery man delivered the brains


But he has a fact, a moped is truely unsafe.
A Suzuki Hayabusa (aka GSX1300R) is much safer for its purpose

Wouldn't have been a bad time to clean your revolver on the kitchen table.

Like from that song "Blowin' in the wind?"

"Hi. Ummm. You're an oven repair man.

Fix my oven, then go back to where you came from."

What a jerk.

That guy must think that he doesn't even stink. Who is he to question anything about you?

I understand that fixing an oven can be challenging and there are some oven technicians that are also brilliant and competent electricians - but to start insulting you personally about your lifestyle is just plain wrong. He has no customer skills, no personal skills and probably has no father.

There are two courses of action, one will lead down a road of misery accompanied by revenge, the other will free you of any bad feelings.

1) Complain and get him fired - but, like you said, he knows where you live.
2) Feel sorry for the poor man - you can get on with your life and enjoy a roast chicken dinner followed by dessert of chocolate cake from your newly repaired and now working oven, he has to live with himself, a grumpy looser with no people skills. Some people are their own punishment.

One day in the future, on some idle Tuesday when you are not even aware of it - he will get his comeuppance.

If I stopped to worry about what everyone else thought about what I wear, what I ride, and what I do, then I wouldn't have any time to form my own opinions.

To the OP :

tell me you've seen the episode of "Tom Goes to the Mayor" called Puddin's ...staring Pee Wee herman.

hehe ...puddins


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyvJ5lVUJ2Q

haha I would have said my bike costs more than your truck.