Nov 03, 2006 00:13
So my roomate Aditya ran over a thorn last night and punctured his rear bike tire. He locked it up on campus and walked home in the light rain. We went to campus this morning (I walked my bike with him) to get his bike and take it to the bike shop to get it fixed. I park by the bookstore, we drop off his bike, get lunch, and decide to go study in the library.
I go back to my bike (which I did NOT actaually ride) to get it and walk it to the library. The rear tire is flat! We examine it and there's about 3 or 4 thorns in it. Aditya laughs and I'm pissed so we turn around and head back to the bike shop. On the way there Aditya looks at my front (still inflated tire), reaches down and pulls out a thorn from it! HSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS...DAMN IT! Two flat tires! Upon closer examination I must have ran over a freakin thorn bush cuz I've got about 20 in each tire! WTF, I DIDN'T EVEN RIDE IT!
Our theory, the bike store pays off stanford to plant throny bushes near bikeracks in order to stay in a very luratice bicycle repair business.