I got my motorcycle endorsement!
My heart was thumping and my palms were moister than normal (I'm not a good tester.), but when the screen came up and said, "You passed.", I stood up, threw my arms in the air and said, "WooHoo!" (I'm subtle that way.) The guy at the desk, Mr. Finger-over-The-Tracheotomy-Talker, kept calling me Sweetie and Darlin' and the like. (He wanted me, I could tell.) He could call me anything he wanted 'cause I PASSED.
Now I've gotta get a new helmet.
(We're off to NYC bright and early tomorrow morning. Our friend Richard said "The Beverly Hillbillies go to New York." Ain't he sweet?)
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getting my motorcycle endorsement was the best thing i've done since getting married. I love it. I couldn't imagine life without a bike.
ReplyDeleteCongrats..and have a blast in NY!
ReplyDeleteWHOOT! Congrats!
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