Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Busted

It was lunch time and I was hungry. So I grabbed my sun glasses and hopped on the bike. The fast food restaurant was just around the corner and I decided to fore go my helmet for the 1/2 mile ride.

At the parking lot I pulled into the only open parking space, right beside a Hilliard Police cruiser - cops gotta eat too - and walked across the parking lot to the entrance. As I passed between cars in line for the drive through window, I heard a female voice say, "Where's your helmet!"

I looked around and at first only saw the police officer passing between the line of cars, too. And then I saw the face of an office co-worker who was in line for the drive through shaking her finger at me.

"You should be wearing your helmet!" she said. Sheepishly, I nodded and said, "Yes, mom. But it's only a half mile here." She frowned and pulled forward. "See ya back at the office."

I turned to enter the building and saw the cop smiling at me and holding the door open.

"I get the same thing from my wife." he said. "Of course, I promised her when I got my bike, I'd always wear my helmet."

I nodded my head understanding completely. "I think I may have made that same promise to my wife." I said.


Yep. Busted.

7 comments:

D. Brent Miller said...

I know ... it's only a short distance. The temptation is so strong. Why fuss with a helmet? Because it could save you from serious injury. Broken bones can heal. Head trauma will change your life ... and not for good. --Brent

cpa3485 said...

I did a similar thing a few days ago, but was busted by the wife who was standing in the driveway when I got home. Believe me, being busted by the wife is much worse.

Jeffry said...

I know about the temptation well. There is a strip mall 5 blocks from the house with both a Starbucks and a Panara Bread. For me, having watched a number of students in the motorcycle classes I teach bounce there helment on the asphalt simply scares me into always wearing mine. I can only image how nice it feels to have the wind in the hair.

Doug C said...

Of course, you are all correct in your observations and mostly preaching to the choir, though, by my own admission, I sometimes sing off key and a little off tempo.

I have to work on that...


doug

irondad said...

I have the added onus of being an active instructor. God forbid I would get caught like that.

Not meant as a comment on your choice. Only remarking on my particular situation and credibility.

Once I stopped by a liquor store on the way home wearing my retroflective instructor vest. That got me some funny looks.

bobskoot said...

Doug:

We don't have the choice here in BC as helmets are compulsory.

I remember a long time ago when we crossed the border into Washington state, where you could remove your helmet under a couple of conditions.

1) headlight on
2) windshield or eye protection

after a mile or so it felt so uncomfortable that we put our helmets back on.

too much wind noise and it just felt unsafe.

bob
Wet Coast Scootin

Doug C said...

Bob - totally understand about the wind noise. Some of the states even have restrictions on hearing protection and speakers in helmets.


Dan - Ha! Reminds me of my Mom's Christmas friut cake... always ladden with Canadian Club. But being the wife of a preacher, she didn't dare go to the liquor store herself! That task usualy fell on my sister...