Harley riders : all cocks.
Last weekend we went for a ride down to the new Harley dealership about an hour from where we live. The weather was brisk but not too bad, and we figured we'd be the only motorcyclists out. Not one of us was riding a Harley, and previous experience has told me to steer clear of Harley riders. But we went anyway and had a look at the place. Great architecture - made of parts of the old steel works. There was a cafe inside too called Marley's that did some great food. I was beginning to overcome my bias against HD riders but then it came time to leave. As I was putting my helmet on, one of the dealer sales guys pulls up on some 1920's technology masquerading as a new bike, and parked perpendicular across the back of me so I couldn't back out of the parking space. I looked at him and asked him to move the bike and he refused. In the end I had to do a 38-point turn to get my bike out. One of the other guys I was riding with was so incensed I think he was about to come over...