No, no, no...not What Bike, My Bike..I'm riding My Bike!

I'm starting to get into this naming thing. I named another one of my bikes this weekend It's For Sale. I thought I'd take it out for a quick ride this morning (before I actually sell it) when my neighbor saw me and said, "Nice bike."

I said, "Thank you. It's For Sale."
Neighbor, starting to look confused: "Er, uh, thanks. I'll keep that in mind."

Me: "Well, you certainly can't do better than a vintage steel, British, lightweight bicycle. It's For Sale is a..."
Neighbor, now moving from confused to slightly annoyed: " Er, uh, yes. You've mentioned that."

Me: "...worth...mentioned what?"
Neighbor, now beginning to look trapped with eyes darting side to side as if to escape: "That it's for sale. If I ever have the desire to own a bicycle, you'll certainly be the first person I'll call."

Neighbor: running back to his garage, "Have a nice bike...uh, day! Have a nice daaayyy!" he yelled back over his shoulder.
Me: "No, this one isn't Nice Day, It's For Sale! I don't have a Nice Day ye..."

Neighbor: "AAAaarrrrgghhhh!"

Now that he mentioned it, I wonder if he wants to buy a bike. I got one named It's Not For Sale, about his size that I suppose I could part with. I think I'll go ask.

John in Oregon