The Art of Manipulation
“He ain’t doin’ that if I can help it,” a girl shouted.
I was in the stretching-area of the Canandaigua YMCA Exercise-Gym.
Two girls were talking with three guys.
They all seemed like FLCC students.
One guy was doing most of the talking.
He seemed nervous, but was doing fine.
The girl was a little cutie. She reminded me of the Bachelorette.
“You should see this guy,” the guy said. “He wants to buy a motorcycle or a jet-ski, and zeroes in on a motorcycle.
He stabs around.
‘Dude, do you even know how to start this thing?’ I asked.”
“He’s your boyfriend,” the other girl says to cutie.
This is not the way I started motorcycling.
My motorcycling was started by Robert Pirsig’s “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance,” in the late ‘70s.
I still think it’s the most important book I ever read.
It put my feet on the ground, enough to tackle a job I would have deferred.
It lead me to replacing the windshield on our Chevrolet Vega, and repairing rust-damage.
In “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” the protagonist — Pirsig, I guess — rode all over the Great Northwest on his bucket-a’-bolts motorcycle with his son.
They camped a lot — a drill that appealed, except my motorcycling turned into something else.
Beyond that, I wonder about girls that think guys have to be manipulated.
I’ve never felt that way, nor has my wife.
Perhaps cutie was manipulated herself; the attractive ones usually are.
• I work out in the Canandaigua YMCA exercise-gym. (“Canandaigua” [“cannon-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city to the east nearby where we live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” It’s about 15 miles away. —We live in the small rural town of West Bloomfield in Western NY, southeast of Rochester.)
• “FLCC” is Finger Lakes Community College, just south of Canandaigua. (The Finger Lakes are a series of north-south lakes in Central New York that look like the imprint of a large hand. The were formed by the receding glacier.)
I was in the stretching-area of the Canandaigua YMCA Exercise-Gym.
Two girls were talking with three guys.
They all seemed like FLCC students.
One guy was doing most of the talking.
He seemed nervous, but was doing fine.
The girl was a little cutie. She reminded me of the Bachelorette.
“You should see this guy,” the guy said. “He wants to buy a motorcycle or a jet-ski, and zeroes in on a motorcycle.
He stabs around.
‘Dude, do you even know how to start this thing?’ I asked.”
“He’s your boyfriend,” the other girl says to cutie.
This is not the way I started motorcycling.
My motorcycling was started by Robert Pirsig’s “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance,” in the late ‘70s.
I still think it’s the most important book I ever read.
It put my feet on the ground, enough to tackle a job I would have deferred.
It lead me to replacing the windshield on our Chevrolet Vega, and repairing rust-damage.
In “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” the protagonist — Pirsig, I guess — rode all over the Great Northwest on his bucket-a’-bolts motorcycle with his son.
They camped a lot — a drill that appealed, except my motorcycling turned into something else.
Beyond that, I wonder about girls that think guys have to be manipulated.
I’ve never felt that way, nor has my wife.
Perhaps cutie was manipulated herself; the attractive ones usually are.
• I work out in the Canandaigua YMCA exercise-gym. (“Canandaigua” [“cannon-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city to the east nearby where we live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” It’s about 15 miles away. —We live in the small rural town of West Bloomfield in Western NY, southeast of Rochester.)
• “FLCC” is Finger Lakes Community College, just south of Canandaigua. (The Finger Lakes are a series of north-south lakes in Central New York that look like the imprint of a large hand. The were formed by the receding glacier.)
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