Working at a law firm is about as conservative a lifestyle as one can imagine. The career effectively structures and confines one’s life. I was determined to break out of this confinement. My first inclination was to make a list of the things I would do. Then it hit me. Making a list is exactly a thing I did not need to do.
I leapt from my chair quickly seeking the nearest exit. After a brisk golf walk to the garage I secured myself in my SUV and decided to take in the open road. This was one of the things I yearned for: the open road. I recalled when driving was a novelty and how I enjoyed watching the pavement glide beneath the car. The windows would be open and I would enjoy the fresh air. This was what I yearned for.
I stopped at the red light and a man in a loud motorcycle stopped in the lane next to me. He was not the generic biker type. He was very well dressed with a leather jacket and boots that were very stylish. He seemed to be in very good shape but it was hard to tell his age as his face was covered with a black helmet. He had a passenger in the back. She also seemed to be quite attractive. She appeared to be wearing a similar outfit.
I suddenly knew what I yearned for: to ride a motorcycle. I had to test drive one at the very least. I figured I might even be able to get a weekend lease to see how I enjoyed the machine. I steered my auto directly home. As I slowly parked in the garage, I was confronted by my other failed attempts. For instance, a jet ski, fishing rods, and alpine skiing equipment. But this time it would be different. I went inside to look for a local dealer.
My conviction was strong. The main reason was that this was a more convenient outlet. I did not need a large body of water or ski slope in order to obtain this feeling. I could hop on my hog and take a ride. I could do this almost anytime I yearned for the open road. After find a business directory, I made a list of the local motorcycle shops. The first one I decided to go to was a domestic manufacturer with a strong reputation.
Upon entering, I was approached by a salesperson who turned out to be very knowledgeable and helpful. He was dressed very well with a noticeable stylish men’s sport watch. He was able to give me a breakdown of the various models, options, accessories, and prices. I conveyed to him my yearning. He understood. His advice was to test drive a low rider with high handle bars. I was ready to go. He let me test drive it. I then inquired if it were possible to rent it for the weekend.
He knew exactly where I was coming from. He said he understood. He knew how many people walk into his dealership and want to enjoy the thrill of riding one of their motorcycles, but are afraid of making the commitment. This is because they are not sure if this is really what they want or if they will be talked out of it from a relative or spouse. He let me sign a weekend lease. I was ready to take on the road.
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