They stole my bike!
I am very peeved right now! They stole my bumble bee bike right from under our feet. Literally!
Saturday night, A.H. and I was all geared to cycle to a friend's birthday party in town. Our bikes are usually kept in this storage room on the ground floor of our apartment. So, to our surprise, when we opened the room, there was NOTHING inside. Swwooosshhh, just air!
All the bikes had been taken away!
We had recieved a letter from our real estate company awhile back, saying they will clean all the old bikes away, unless you have a bike insurance sticket with the year 2006 on it. Of course A.H. and I had it on our bikes. But our bikes were still missing. We got really annoyed, went outside to see if they had left it there, checked all the possible storage rooms in our building, but nothing!
Then 10 minutes later, this lady living in building had told us they moved the bikes to this one particular room, which our apartment key could open the door, but of course it didn't. She opened the storage room with her key, and there were the bikes. A.H. bike was there, but MINE wasn't!!!!!!! WHERE DID IT GO?
She asked how did it look like, I said it was black with yellow stripes, had a nice basket in front, and with cool looking bike lights (that I had bought the weekend before)!
Oh! said the lady, well I was there when they cleaned the stroage room and took your bike away because they said it was an old bike. OLD BIKE my arse! It was in good shape, and I had the stupid sticker on it! I am upset! My beautiful bike. Why was my bike taken and A.H. wasn't!! BECAUSE MY BIKE WAS COOL!!!! Also, talk about a party mood breaker moment. In the end we had to drive down to the party instead.
So, this morning Marc's called our real estates company, and talked to a man to complain or to diplomaticly say there was a misunderstanding. The man said he will try his best to find where the cleaning company hired by the real estate company, took my bike. He said usually they take the bikes to the scrape iron place! AHHHHH my bike is going to be MELTED! NOOOO! So tomorrow A.H. will call to follow up if it still could be saved.
I don't have a recent photo of my bike, but I can tell you it is one groovy, honky-dory, awesome looking bike!
I need to get Alicia (my friend, who had kindly gave the bike to me) to help decorate a future bike if bumble bee can't be saved. Sniff Sniff snifffff.....
Saturday night, A.H. and I was all geared to cycle to a friend's birthday party in town. Our bikes are usually kept in this storage room on the ground floor of our apartment. So, to our surprise, when we opened the room, there was NOTHING inside. Swwooosshhh, just air!
All the bikes had been taken away!
We had recieved a letter from our real estate company awhile back, saying they will clean all the old bikes away, unless you have a bike insurance sticket with the year 2006 on it. Of course A.H. and I had it on our bikes. But our bikes were still missing. We got really annoyed, went outside to see if they had left it there, checked all the possible storage rooms in our building, but nothing!
Then 10 minutes later, this lady living in building had told us they moved the bikes to this one particular room, which our apartment key could open the door, but of course it didn't. She opened the storage room with her key, and there were the bikes. A.H. bike was there, but MINE wasn't!!!!!!! WHERE DID IT GO?
She asked how did it look like, I said it was black with yellow stripes, had a nice basket in front, and with cool looking bike lights (that I had bought the weekend before)!
Oh! said the lady, well I was there when they cleaned the stroage room and took your bike away because they said it was an old bike. OLD BIKE my arse! It was in good shape, and I had the stupid sticker on it! I am upset! My beautiful bike. Why was my bike taken and A.H. wasn't!! BECAUSE MY BIKE WAS COOL!!!! Also, talk about a party mood breaker moment. In the end we had to drive down to the party instead.
So, this morning Marc's called our real estates company, and talked to a man to complain or to diplomaticly say there was a misunderstanding. The man said he will try his best to find where the cleaning company hired by the real estate company, took my bike. He said usually they take the bikes to the scrape iron place! AHHHHH my bike is going to be MELTED! NOOOO! So tomorrow A.H. will call to follow up if it still could be saved.
I don't have a recent photo of my bike, but I can tell you it is one groovy, honky-dory, awesome looking bike!
I need to get Alicia (my friend, who had kindly gave the bike to me) to help decorate a future bike if bumble bee can't be saved. Sniff Sniff snifffff.....
posted by Spazlee at
8:22 PM
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