Friday, October 17, 2008

You're a pilot? No, I'm a naval aviator.



Captured this moment out at a local watering hole the other night and I love how even though it's just a single picture, you can tell that it's playing out like one of my favorite scenes from Top Gun.

Girl: Wow! you're a professional bike rider? Like Lance Armstrong?

DoB: No, I'm a cycling enthusiast.

Girl: I don't understand. We're at a bar and you're wearing a skin tight Lycra shirt covered with advertising. That's what the pro's wear, right?

DoB: Yes. This is the exact same thing they wear but my jersey is different.

Girl: How?

DoB: For starters, I bought it. Pros get their kits for free.

Girl: And you thought it'd be a good idea to wear out because..?

DoB: I had to ride six blocks to get here. There's no way a t-shirt could handle that job. More importantly sets a cycling jersey apart from any old shirt is that there's pockets sewn in the back.

Girl: Pockets?

DoB: Yeah, it's a great way to carry stuff like you're keys, ID, energy gels, tool kit, and um, you're phone number?

Girl: My phone number?

DoB: Yeah.

Girl: I don't think so. I only date guys who ride fixed gears.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Wow, Tony Zaldua in rock gear, at a bar. Where else would we have found the poor little guy. Clearly living the dream