I don't know about you,
but if you want to drive me CRAZY - you just got to mess with my bike while I'm away.
The other day I stopped to grab a quick bite. It was like 20 or 30 minute stop.
Once I stepped out, there was a guy playing with his little son, sitting him on my bike.
I count to 10, 100, 1000, I don't know... and approached him as politely as I could (as I REALLY didn't want to scare the poor kid) and told him you can't touch other people's properties.
He told me "it's just a little kid, man, come on".
Yeah.. but who put him there? I felt like sitting butt-naked on the hood of his precious little car.
I was able to keep my cool and just told him to NEVER touch an unattended bike again, because not everyone would be as nice as I was.
I hope he understands that, or he'll eventually run into some SERIOUS trouble.
Ever had something like this happen to you?