ok, why is it that all the "cool" looking messengers, always give me the hairy eye when they spot my cheap 80's road conversion, but every morning on my commute in from brooklyn to midtown i always have a friendly chat with the "other" messengers - the ones with the purple bags covered in stains, the dudes with the rubber bands around their pants, the ones who ride slow on bikes creakier than a 40 year old ball players knees. is it insecurity, do they hate themselves, what gives? its just a bike.