An Almost Embarrassing Incident

Yesterday I had the circus song stuck in my head. Which circus song, you may ask? Not sure. A medley of things overheard from merry-go-rounds, ice cream trucks and player pianos. I was singing it when I walked down the street. Singing it when I entered my flat. And singing it in my head as I worked. Now was I overheard by someone and mortified? Not exactly. I have no shame singing in the street. More people should do it. It's fun.

I walked past a motorcycle store I'd never noticed before. How is it that in a new neighborhood it takes dozens and dozens of walks to notice all the stores? Over stimulation. Too hard to register everything at once.

Anyway... I was walking and singing nonchalantly when I noticed an odd looking motor cycle parked to my left. I looked to my right and there was a little person in wheelchair riding towards the motor cycle. It was so cool. The thing was like a large mechanical wheelbarrow. He could slide his chair onto a ramp, onto the motorcycle and drive it. Cool.

But how mortifying was it that I was singing the circus song? Don't get me wrong stranger on the sidewalk, your new bike is awesome. And I promise you, I was singing the circus song all day. Not just when I saw you. Anyway, you may not even have heard me stranger in the street. But all singing aside... your bike is awesome.

Here's an example of what these motorcycles look like:

http://www.mobilityworks.com/wheelchair-motorcycle.php