Quiet on The Train

I’m standing on the train next to a couple of bikes. One guy has 5 different heavy-duty locks and chains bundled up around the handlebars of his bike. His locks have locks.

Bored, all the passengers just stare at these amazing locks. The midwesterner in me comes out. I say, “You’ve got some heavy security for your bike there. Can’t be too careful in LA.”

Silence. Stares out the train door window behind me.

Well, alrighty, then.