The Bicycle Returns!

Okay, in retrospect, the guys at the bicycle
impound weren't the motherfucking cocksuckers I made them out to be in my post on
Sunday. They were actually quite nice and helpful. The
impound itself turned out not to be as far from my house as I said back in June when my last bike (which I found out has since been crushed from scrap) was impounded.

And the whole process was actually pretty quick and painless. I filled out a quick form, paid my money and off I went. This doesn't mean I'm in any rush to visit again, I'm just saying I was wrong about the people who work for this establishment. And also, did I mention how easy it was? Anyone need a bicycle? Go ahead and visit the impound, they don't seem to check anything.

Now, as for the politicians who set the laws for this ridiculousness….

Wisdom of the Day: All the other ones are parked illegally as well