well pissbuckets - some assclown at work tipped my bike over, stood it back up, and walked away. no note, no nothing.
very rahr!
although - the frame sliders did their job. there's a perfect imprint in the soft asphalt curbing. i'm thinking it happened an hour or so before i was leaving; no gas on the tank, wet, but plenty still wet-staining the curb. scratches on the tank, scratches on the (wtf is this even for?) plastic under the seat, and some scratches on the pipe. i don't know if the bars bent but i suspect the grit and scratches on the barend were from soft gravel beyond the curb. there was no new tank dent because the bars were locked the other way. no levers broken, pedals straight. very frikkin' lucky.
i'm thinking.. if i'd been 4 inches more to the right, when it tipped the slider wouldn't have caught the curb, the bike would have overbalanced and gone rolling down the embankment.
so - i was livid. then waited for campus PD. chilled. checked it for damage.. real damage. nuthin' really. filed the report and rode home.
the ride home was really frikkin' good. meh, bike scuffed, nothing obviously mechanical. oh, while checking it over i remembered to check the gas tank clip. i highly recommend it.
on the way home i had two close calls, not my fault, that could have gotten ugly if i'd still been "hot" or distracted about the parking lot tip. there's something to be said for letting things go. some stuff really doesn't matter. not more than a potential head-on on Wildcat Canyon with a distracted retard in a Prius weaving over lanelines, whee! my head was there for that, and not back in the lot at work. WiN!
i love my scuffy monster. it's not got rat bike cred, because i haven't fixed anything to earn it the functional ugly, but it's not a garage queen, exactly, either.