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Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Under-reported liability of bike commuting: D'oh I forgot my pants!


That recurring dream you have about showing up at work half naked? It's a reality, more or less, for those of us who commute to work.

Todd Brugger usually forgets his belt on the day he's packed a pair of pants missing a button.But the financial analyst for Northwest Permanente who jogs or bikes to work has a quick fix.

He staples his pants closed.

Most folks take a more obvious approach, darting to department stores, discounters or second-hand shops for socks, underwear, bras, shirts or pants. Forgetting is a natural part of bike or foot commuting, enthusiasts say. So it stands to reason that Portland -- the nation's most bike-commuter-populated city -- has its fair share of shoot-I-forgot-it shoppers.


We know a few fellows who could stand to have their flys stapled shut.

And this also argues on behalf of more people dressing like bike messengers -- you know, some sort of casual-wear that works both on the bike and in the reception area -- rather then getting into a silly spandex getup every morning.

2 comments:

Dr. Logan said...

Or just get a job in the porn industry like moi!

Anonymous said...

I like dressing like a normal person but man, these last couple of days have been drippily wet humid even if the temperature hasn't been that high. On these days I shower at work and change and to avoid forgotten wardrobe bits keep shoes and belt at my desk and some spare socks since I've forgotten those before.