Almost-new Cannondale. Don’t know much about the brand other than it’s extremely expensive. $1,000 full retail price. Let’s say all of that was taken from a modest savings account (about 1/3 of the total account).
Purchased, just two weeks ago, for a work commute that is only accessible by bike. Was locked (original owner believed) securely on one of the most high-foot-traffic, well-lit, visible streets in the city from 6:15-8:00 p.m. on a Wednesday night. Original owner was in therapy session. Police report filed, but come on.
Brand-new rack and basket installed at time of original purchase. $150 value. Original purchase happened during a period of unemployment – straight-up credit card debt. Original owner needed this to start a job that was theoretically supposed to launch a career. But, like any job, it has its problems.
Original owner now taking a scooter to a bus to a WeWork that is trying desperately to become profitable with new ideas. Called WeWalk. Original owner paid to walk and network simultaneously. Commute costs $14. One way. Original owner has not received first paycheck at new job.
Basket is in great condition. Deep with wide dimensions. Big enough to fit a large bag of groceries. Say, handmade pasta, a $25 bottle of wine, and craft cupcakes the original owner purchased for his fiancee’s birthday. Total cost $63. Fiancée and original owner fighting recently. Mostly about money. But other stuff too. Might not work out.
Fuck. Wheels locked with $250 unique security system. Original owner took this precaution, can’t sell them independently. Still, sunk cost because I stole entire bike. Also, no way of me getting caught.
Sorry. Usually nice. Society to blame, denied me opportunities, pushed me to be so inconsiderate for just $400.
Original owner privileged, can definitely call parents, and knows everything will work out. Still feel bad.
Meet in the middle and blame Kryptolite locks? Not me, not yourself.
Cash only.
