What did I do...?
Aug. 7th, 2003 08:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
piscesdreamsI was on the phone when searing sounds zipping by in the sky kept interrupting my conversation. When I got out, I was able to enjoy numerous fly-bys by the Canadian Forces Snowbirds aerobatic team. They put on a good show for the people downtown. It must sure beat riding a bike a million times over to fly like that.
Nesha told me that her building manager, the seemingly sweet little old lady, saw my bike parked out in front a while ago and called the police to see if it was stolen. My guess is she's either a concerned citizen or she wanted a way to get my bike towed from a public parking area. I doubt that she does this with cars that she sees.
Luckily, when Nesha wondered about her plans to get a scooter and asked if she could park it in the underground parking lot, the building manager said she could. Nesha won't even be charged for it. That woman hates bikes. I wonder what will happen when Nesha trades the scooter in for a motorcycle?
Nesha told me that her building manager, the seemingly sweet little old lady, saw my bike parked out in front a while ago and called the police to see if it was stolen. My guess is she's either a concerned citizen or she wanted a way to get my bike towed from a public parking area. I doubt that she does this with cars that she sees.
Luckily, when Nesha wondered about her plans to get a scooter and asked if she could park it in the underground parking lot, the building manager said she could. Nesha won't even be charged for it. That woman hates bikes. I wonder what will happen when Nesha trades the scooter in for a motorcycle?
