He should have pushed and let her steer.They rented these things around Fishermen’s Wharf near where we lived in SF, this photo is a couple of blacks from our place.
We were on a very steep hill. It was common to hear these things wheezing as they were trying to go up the hill. Would look outside and the girlfriend/wife would be trying to push it up the hill as the dumbass guy was still trying to make it.
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I had an old Schwinn Varsity. I rode that dang thing everywhere. Took it to school and was flying down Andy Holt (when Andy Holt was a through street) through the red light and T-boned a car that turned into the top parking lot entrance across from Glocker. Hit the front tire square, knee hit the quarter panel and buckled the hood. I went about 30 or 40 feet on down the road. Popped up unhurt and drug my folded up bike to the curb and chained it to a light pole. Made class on time even.
Statistics do tell a story. Pretty fun subject.Happy that I survived a statistics test. I had no idea what to expect expect that the practice problems that accompany the course were endless crunching, crunching, crunching of numbers and memorization of formulas. My ability to memorize a ton of trivia has pretty much gone - if something doesn't "tell a story", I can't remember it. But in fact, the test was much more oriented to which statistical formula would best be used for this, that, and the other, and why, and only then to run the numbers.
Blah blah, tldr: I was not at all convinced that I would pass, but it seemed to go well. whew
And the different stories they tell; omg.Statistics do tell a story. Pretty fun subject.
We just had our quarterly meeting with the big bosses. Our little department, and our shift in particular was a highlight. We've pushed more product, and quality product than ever in the history of company. They're going to give us a prize. Our crew was in the front row, we all literally came from the textile industry. When the guy said that I blew my hand and rubbed my chest, like bragging
. He asked if I was proud, I said heck yeah, this group works, and takes pride in it. I got a few brownie points
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We just had our quarterly meeting with the big bosses. Our little department, and our shift in particular was a highlight. We've pushed more product, and quality product than ever in the history of company. They're going to give us a prize. Our crew was in the front row, we all literally came from the textile industry. When the guy said that I blew my hand and rubbed my chest, like bragging
. He asked if I was proud, I said heck yeah, this group works, and takes pride in it. I got a few brownie points
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Stopped reading at "pushed more product"We just had our quarterly meeting with the big bosses. Our little department, and our shift in particular was a highlight. We've pushed more product, and quality product than ever in the history of company. They're going to give us a prize. Our crew was in the front row, we all literally came from the textile industry. When the guy said that I blew my hand and rubbed my chest, like bragging
. He asked if I was proud, I said heck yeah, this group works, and takes pride in it. I got a few brownie points
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