So yesterday I mentioned how chilly it was riding to work. Well, there now is a part II of the story.
In response to my frozen ride I decided to wear some extra layers, windstopper fleece, balaclava and such. I was like the little kid in A Christmas Story in his red snow suit.
Noticing I could run out of gas before getting to work this morning I decide to zip into the gas station quickly. I pull in to the pump, hop off and go inside to the cash register and tell the attendant "Fill it up on pump 5."
"......", was her reply. I say that because my helmet, balaclava and earplugs were still in place. Trying to read her lips I just hold up my hand with my fingers spread and say louder, "Pump 5!"
Gas and go, $5 later I am on the road zooming along at 74mph trying to still be on time to work.
I roll into the office and the two other people there are kinda making fun of my new anti-cold motorcycling attire. My torso and face were much warmer this ride but not really the rest of me. So I took the joking in good humor thinking it was just that I looked funny. Or so I thought.... But now I also know what the attendant at the gas station was saying as well. Not "fill up on five", but;
"Zip up your fly."
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