Reminds me though...in my younger days (yeah, around last October) I had it out with a new employee...department head...he found out that I ride, and he proceeded to tell me all about a friend that's in a wheel chair after a crash, how he used to ride, blah blah blah...the usual...now, I'm not downplaying the friend in a wheelchair, but we all know people that have been injured or killed on bikes, right? I mean, he wasn't in uncharted territory where I would be all
and he'd be all
Guy's a year younger than me even, a mere tot...
So, he goes on and on, starts telling me that I'm not thinking of my kids, not being responsible, etc...all in front of a few coworkers...
My reply, calm and collected for a change was "Okay, here are the rules for being friends with Michelle...rule #1 - don't EVER tell me how to live my life...
The gals with me were cracking up, and this new guy? Well, he did later apologize and now routinely begs me to sell him my car...azz hat...