Since the weather got better, I started riding on my motorcycle to Marina, either early morning or late afternoon. However this year it seems that the number of kids around Marina has quadrupled and to aggravate things, their guardians have no control. This episode happened last week, after a quick coffee at Starbucks in the late afternoon I returned to my bike to see a bunch of kids jumping on and off the bike, stepping on my exhaust, twisting the throttle and sitting on the tank. I was getting enraged with the sight of my beloved Blitzy getting fornicated by a bunch of imbeciles in public.So I shouted get off the Bike and the kids looked at me and ignored me, I went straight to them and lifted the kid of my seat and told him off. From behind me I hear Esh Da3wa Yuba, I turned around with daggers flying out of my eyes and told him eshh da3wa? if I find your car open the door and play with it, and while at it jump on the hood. He was taken aback by my answer, then I continued to lecture him. He probably thought I was stupid and this is only a piece of junk. Junk or no Junk, this is my private property so back off next time you see a bike parked. He disappeared uttering some words with no apologies whatsoever.
How the hell can you educate people around here and get them to understand that a motorcycle is not a public toy.