I pull up in front of my shop today with my Super Sport on the roof rack of the '96 Saturn station wagon. I walk in the door and my 24-year old employee says, "Riding today?," to which I respond with a verbal listing of the stuff I have to do, while still trying to get my bike ride in... hence the reason why I'm riding around with a bike on my car roof... and I take care to point out that the bike I'm hauling is a '73 Schwinn. He is not impressed.

"My brother works in a bike shop," he says to me, "and he can get the employee discount. But, even with the discount, the bike I want costs $1500".

"Mine was $75," I say. I decide to not tell him that I spent another $75 on it to have the hubs and BB rebuilt, 2 new tubes/tires and a new saddle.