How my afternoon sucked.
Jun. 6th, 2011 05:13 pmI had a sort of crappy day at work yesterday. I'm going to LA tomorrow, and meeting
ladymondegreen and
akawil at LAX and then noodling about LA for a couple of days before we go to a wedding in Nevada.
I wanted to make some bread before I leave. I'm out of flour. So I went to TJ's, which is still out of flour from the day before. Great. So I get on the bike and head to Mollie Stones, where they have but one bag of bread flour. I get the register and see it's damaged.
I go and get a bag of all purpose. It has a hole in it too. So pay for it and head bag to get one which isn't broken. I put it on the back of the bike, and head for home. A couple of blocks before I get on the freeway the bike starts to feel a bit funny, but it gets better. A quick double cloverleaf and I'm cursing the guy in front of me who doesn't understand that the offramp really is rated for 35, so he could travel faster than 15.
I go to make the U-turn I want to make, so I'm not stuck in a string of cars who think the same basic thing about E. Bayshore. While I'm waiting I smell something sort of like hot plastic.
It seems I didn't understand how the mass of the flour was going to behave, and it pulled the rigging out of place. The flour is gone. What was making the bike feel funny was my ruck slipping onto the wheel/blocking the left side exhaust pipe.
The ruck is toast. The cargo net is toast. The knife roll (though happily not the knives in it) is toast. The library book is toast. Thankfully the ruck (a style of Camelbak no longer made) is built in such a way that the mess of sundered bungee netting and scorched cordura has kept everything in the bag. I've not lost my whetstones, nor my shoes, nor (thank goodness, my knives).
So, in addition to a crappy day at work, I am going to have to spend about 45 dollars to replace a library book (one I was planning to buy a copy of, really good book on general biology, using dinosaurs as the lens), and a new knife roll (or figure out if repair is practical), and a new ruck.
At guess, the cost is going to be between 400-450 dollars.
I wanted to make some bread before I leave. I'm out of flour. So I went to TJ's, which is still out of flour from the day before. Great. So I get on the bike and head to Mollie Stones, where they have but one bag of bread flour. I get the register and see it's damaged.
I go and get a bag of all purpose. It has a hole in it too. So pay for it and head bag to get one which isn't broken. I put it on the back of the bike, and head for home. A couple of blocks before I get on the freeway the bike starts to feel a bit funny, but it gets better. A quick double cloverleaf and I'm cursing the guy in front of me who doesn't understand that the offramp really is rated for 35, so he could travel faster than 15.
I go to make the U-turn I want to make, so I'm not stuck in a string of cars who think the same basic thing about E. Bayshore. While I'm waiting I smell something sort of like hot plastic.
It seems I didn't understand how the mass of the flour was going to behave, and it pulled the rigging out of place. The flour is gone. What was making the bike feel funny was my ruck slipping onto the wheel/blocking the left side exhaust pipe.
The ruck is toast. The cargo net is toast. The knife roll (though happily not the knives in it) is toast. The library book is toast. Thankfully the ruck (a style of Camelbak no longer made) is built in such a way that the mess of sundered bungee netting and scorched cordura has kept everything in the bag. I've not lost my whetstones, nor my shoes, nor (thank goodness, my knives).
So, in addition to a crappy day at work, I am going to have to spend about 45 dollars to replace a library book (one I was planning to buy a copy of, really good book on general biology, using dinosaurs as the lens), and a new knife roll (or figure out if repair is practical), and a new ruck.
At guess, the cost is going to be between 400-450 dollars.