With our Travel Hero Steve in the news, and we hope soon a dramatic re-enactment of his supreme beer-grabbing, escape-hatch opening, sliding-away-to freedom job quitting, we’re wondering how you’d quit your day job?
I’ve worked for myself for so long, there’s not much drama in my fantasy other than not working and just riding more. Yes I’ve reached the age, where I’m thinking about becoming one of those Masters Racers with the RV and high-end bikes, that rules the 60+ categories at Natz.
While we can’t tell if the story is real or not, quitting with a whiteboard is good too.
Also related is the Tiger Oil Memos from previous Boss fo the Year Winnner, Edward Mike Davis:
Do not speak to me when you see me. If I want to to speak to you, I will do so. I want to save my throat. I don’t want to ruin it by saying hello to all of you sons-of-bitches.
Now that’s a boss you won’t get anymore. One where you know exactly where you stand.
We’ve heard of people quitting to ride bikes around the world, or too race professionally. Also, bike shop employees that have gone out in a series of accusations for brodealing out the back door.
Or this guy.
That smile and faux happiness is sarcastic for our blog visit. Dude is harboring some real resentment. Like telling you were to mount your 40 year old tire.
He could spend a night painting a bike shop with Slime and ride away on a Bianchi Milano the next morning.