We have bike parking where I work. To get there, I have to go in and out through the loading dock.

So I was leaving last night and it was pouring. A messenger was standing by the door waiting for the rain to pass as I was getting ready to head out on my Dawes SST. I think I got street cred now.

MESS"Man, I did 17 jobs today. I'm waiting for this rain to pass. If I was working, making money I'd be out in this but I'm done for today. How about you?"
ME:"oh I'm done for today too but I'm going home. BTW, I'm just commuting. I'm not a messenger."
MESS:"Oh word?! You don't work with that bike? That's hot!"
ME:"Thanks man, yeah, this is my MTA! Have a good ride home."
MESS:"Peace"
ME:Later