[image via flickr]
I swear if it’s not one thing it’s another.  Hubby rode the bike to work today, and on his lunch break he called me.  The first thing out of his mouth was “How much did my new taillight cost, and can you get a new one?”  Of course questions like that always make me ask wtf happened. 

Apparently his boss got his son a new air rifle for his birthday, and they were playing around with it this morning.  Hubby’s boss was shooting at a bottle and missed taking out Hubby’s tail light!  Seriously, how redneck could they be this morning, and what idiot sets up their target near the vehicles?

Men.  That’s the only thing that comes to mind right now.  So yeah it looks like I’ll be buying another tail light this week, but at least Hubby’s boss offered to reimburse me for it.  He better considering he’s the idiot who ruined the perfectly good one I’d just bought!

I guess it gives me something to do between working and reading liporexall reviews, but I wasn’t exactly wanting to spend my time looking at more bike parts today. That just makes me think of riding, and that bums me out.