I'm on the board for a local nonprofit that has to get some of their programs re-accredited every few years. As a board member we I had to do a zoom meeting with the accreditation team to do a dog and pony show on how great our organization is, community focused, blah blah blah. All important things but we had to have this meeting at 5 pm Sunday evening because of schedules and COVID! Sunday for me is the day that I don't want to think, full stop. Saturdays are spent cleaning the house, feeding my kids (give my wife a break) and doing other things related to fixing, maintaining, or purchasing things. Sunday is my day to do nothing and focus on having fun. So when I entered the meeting, I wasn't is the best state of mind.
The meeting starts, our board and organization members introduce themselves (about 30 people on the call). Then the accreditation team, who are from other similar organizations, introduce themselves. Again, blah, blah, blah. We do our dog and pony show which is a video and then we are to break up into small groups with members from the accreditation team. After the video is over, more talking until...... I am suddenly very awake and interested when one of the accreditation team says the magic word...MOTORCYCLE! One of the team members says we have a beautiful facility and would love to visit it on his MOTORCYCLE! I am suddenly alive with energy and interest. I think "What kind of motorcycle? How much does he ride? Why can't I think about anything else right now other than talk to this guy about motorcycles." But then all is lost when I remember we are going to break into groups and my opportunity to ask him these questions is gone. I'm thinking how cruel the world is and how I will never know what this guy rides. On to the small sub groups, we go.
I am transported to another screen with about half a dozen other people. I start seeing other board members and our organization members pop in and then the accreditation person arrives. IT"S HIM!!!!! OMG!! Life is not cruel. I'm going to ask him this very important question. My heart is racing and all I can think about is how to ask him while making sure I don't forget why I'm here. He stars his questioning and asks a few questions to other people in our group. More talking and my thoughts are “Pick me! Please pick me!” He asks more questions to other people and I am losing hope of the opportunity to ask him. Then he does it, asks me why I’m involved with the board, I get into why I joined, how it’s important, blah blah blah and of course the group gets side tracked about something I mentioned and all hope is lost. I then just blurt out “I want to ask you a question!” in the hopes he can hear me over everyone else talking. He does and says “Krusty had a question, what is it?”. Here is my chance, I’m ready to say the question that has plagued me the last 45 minutes I have been on this meeting and……… session is over and we are transported back to the big group. FUCK!!!!!!
Now all is lost. We are going to end this meeting and I will never know what he rides. Everyone all start talking about how great the meeting went, and how wonderful our organization is. I’m thinking, “I am not going to sleep tonight because of this” But then…. He says, thank you to everyone but then says Krusty had a question for me and asks me to ask it. So in front of the entire group, I ask the question. Everyone starts laughing as does he and he then replies he had a Yamaha Warrior 1700 but had to give it up a few years ago but last year, he and his friend rented Harleys and went cross country.
And then everyone starts saying what they ride and if they have a motorcycle in the family. One person tells me about a vintage motorcycle shop ( I checked them out and it’s your typical hipster café racer shop, not that there’s anything wrong with that). Everyone is happy, laughing and the meeting ended on a very light and very OPPO note on motorcycles. The boring Sunday zoom meeting ended up being one of the most fun I’ve had because of MOTORCYCLE! Wanted to share for those you that can relate.