I said that we'd had a number of bikes come into the bike shop that had been assembled at "big chain stores, not *necessarily* this one" and they'd had certain issues like the fork was on backwards or cables were run to the wrong brake making it essentially useless. Both interviewers seemed sold on the idea that functioning brakes would be an excellent thing. (The first interviewer gave me the impression he runs now but would like to ride.) The second guy said "You seem pretty passionate about this. I mean, you've done this as a volunteer so..." And I said, "Yeah. If people screw this up, some poor little kid could get hurt or killed. So I'd like to help send them out right in the first place; I want to contribute to sending fewer killer bikes out. I'd like *everyone* to be safe and have a happy Christmas."

I really wanted the job on the sales floor. At the same time, there *are* things I'm passionate about- bike safety, aged Gouda, Peruvian coffee, my man, the DH rule- and since, by this point in life at least, I know I'm not going to have a personality transplant or be able to somehow hide who I am it seems better that everyone just put their cards on the table at the beginning. And they did hire me. Whether they'll keep me on after the 1st of January remains to be seen but it would be wicked cool if they do.