Originally Posted by
jdswitters
Some mornings I lay in bed and wonder why I bother to go to work, and then I remember that at least I get to ride my bike. So I get up, scrape my fangs, etc.
If they would simply mail money to my house I could avoid that whole going to work thing.
However, as I tell my friends when they complain about work when we are out adventuring I remind them that if it weren't for our jobs we wouldn't be riding multi thousand dollar bikes to a pub to drink $5 pints of local brew!