Dear Guy on the mini-bike,

I'm sure you're wondering why I looked at you funny when you rode past on your mini-bike (minicycle?) this afternoon as I walked up the street. It bugged you the whole way home, didn't it? Yes, it did. I'll explain myself here, so you can sleep tonight...

I was staring at you wondering why people ride micro-bikes (seriously, if anyone knows the actual name of these, let me know). Do you have a mini-shed to keep it in? Did you borrow it from your child or a vertically challenged friend? Are you having a mid-life crisis?

Why would you ride this?



As it was late and you were wearing informal attire, I will assume you weren't working. Even if you were, a normal bike doesn't really take up much room, and you could even invest in a bike lock and keep it outside. Shocking, I know, these new inventions. It's hard to keep up with the times.

I honestly hope you read this, and reply. Perhaps you're reading this now on your itsy-bitsy computer, in your teeny-tiny room. Maybe you're squinting to make out these words on your 4x4 inch monitor, wishing you'd got the normal full-sized version like everybody else.

Next time you catch me staring, don't mind me. I'll just be wondering things about you that I shouldn't be, because I have nothing better to do with my time than analyse your lifestyle and make sweeping judgements about those who use undersized transportation.

...or perhaps I'll just be thinking you look silly.

Ride safely,

The guy walking up the street