Have You Seen This Bike?
Back in October, we discovered that someone had stolen several bikes from our apartment complex's bike room. The room is in the underground garage, which is only accessible by remote, and the room itself is only accessible by key fob. And of course the bikes were locked to bike posts. But that didn't stop someone from taking Mark's bike. We reported it to the police, tracked down the receipt for the bike, and filed with insurance. That sentence really does not convey the absolute drudgery of those tasks; believe me, it was painful. Last week, Mark finally selected a new bike, and we went to pick it up on what he calls "New Year's Adam" [the day before New Year's Eve, because that's the order of operations in the Garden of Eden]. We made it into a date, because it was a 40 minute drive [not many shops have XL bikes] and that's what you do when you run errands as a couple. The bike shop dude helped him pick out a new lock that would be much sturdier