After 4 days of sulking over this i figured it was time to give you all a laugh at my expense, Saturday, really really bad day for me.

I work nights, so getting over Friday night, actually saturday morning i sleep for a couple hours and had things to do around the house, i get the stuff done and jump on the bike and head to the grocery store, i take the bike everywhere. I'm really wore out from the night before work, so i decide to take a nap when i got the grocery unloaded, so i parked the bike in front of the shed before pulling it in and locking it up.

So i get the grocery unloaded and take a sleeping pill, i have about 30 minutes before it hits. I take the dog out and sweep out the shed, get on the bike to pull it in, it barely fits, handlebars only clear the door a couple inches and the ramp is a steel cat crossing grate. I've done this like this for 5 yrs, never a problem. I get on the bike and start up the ramp , stop half way up make sure the faring doesnt hit as ive done a thousand time, i slightly turn to the right a little bit and my hand slips off the clutch, heres where the **** hit the fan.

The shed is only 14 by 16, high roof, shelfs i built on the left, half way up the ramp my hand slips off the clutch and my throttle hand gasses on it, oh ****, only thing i can grab is the front brake, i hit the wall and it stops, now the rear tire starts to do a burnout and slides to the right, bike goes down in the shed and throws me under the shelves and now has me pinned under the bike, i cant reach the kill switch or ignition, it finally dies, it takes me a little while to get m leg out from under it and i cant pick it up the faring is smashed into the leg brace of the shelves, i get help to pick it up and im pissed, but now my dog run off in all the comotion, the sleeping pill isnt long to take affect.

I jump in the truck with the friggen dogs squeeky ball like a real dick weeb or dumbass or you all can come up with some others im sure, im jump in my pickup and im driving around the neighbor hood holding my dogs friggen squeeky toy out the window sqeeking it thinking he will hear it and come running, i find the dog, throw him in the truck and find a drive way to turn around in and barry the f-en truck in the peoples driveway, SOB, i work and getit out, there not home, by now the sleeping pill is really kicking in, im on a dead end road behind the dead end road i live on, i get home and lay on the couch and take a nap.

I feel like a real dumbass, my pride is hurt, my bike is hurt, my leg is hurt not bad, my truck now has 1/4 in less tread from spinning the tires off it, i was pissed at myself, call me whatever it will make me feel better i think.

Sorry for the long read, maybe someone will get a laugh out of it. Ride safe everyone and **** will happen when you least expect it.

 

this would make a real good country song. made me laugh out loud.

 

Thats good Grizz, something did good come out of it.

 

Yep your right got a good laugh out of it.

 

That sure does qualify as a bad day.

 

Wow, I feel much better about what I thought was a shitty weekend

 

I work night's too, I feel your pain. Got off nights a few years ago, went in the house and started the bath tub running. Went back outside to feed the dog while the tub was filling. While outside I noticed dog crap on the patio deck so I get the hose out to wash it down. After rolling the hose up I proceed back in the house and boot hits carpet with a "squish!" "Oh $hit!" Long story short I had to go rent a carpet cleaner and spent the next 6 hours sucking up water and drying carpet!

 

hey look at it this way


next weekend will be better!

 

Thanks, now I know I`m not the only one with that kinda luck.

 

Holy crap. In the bad day department, you are at the front of the line.