If you had your way, your bike would never be left outside alone. What if it gets scared when you're not around? Or stolen (more on that in a bit)? Or rusty? If you are able to find an office with covered and secure bike storage, you may never leave that job. Who cares if they refuse to promote you and your boss has never once called you the right name and things have been super awkward in the break room since the "incident", if you can call the contentious breakdown of a marriage to a co-worker an "incident"? Your metal baby is safe and that's what counts.
Brydie is an Australian writer and performer living in London and she complains exactly the same amount about the weather as every other Australian living in London. Yes, that is her natural lip colour, no, she will not be taking any further questions at this time.
