Last night I rode the bike to a dart tournament, and got home (back to the barracks) at a relatively late hour. Well always wanting to wait for the bike to cool down before throwing the cover on it, no rain insight and no threat of dew I decided the bike would be ok over night with out the cover on it. This morning I head down down stairs a little early to wipe any dust off of it and put the cover on before heading to work. As I start to eye it over before getting the rag out of my truck, I notice some A$$holes (yes with a capital A) foot print from their running shoes on the front fender of my bike. Like they had to use my front fender as stool for their #%&*ing foot to bend over and tie their damn shoe. ON MY FREAKIN' BIKE

This SOB obviously has a death wish and better be counting his lucky stars that I didn't catch him. I have been steaming at the ears all day today and am still madder than a wet hen.
Some people have no damn respect. We all work very hard for what we have and yet there are these types of people out there that want to violate your property and personal space. Where I live we all work together, I put the word out that I was hunting for this b@$t@&d and anyone that knew who it was to send him my way....regardless of rank, because all rank aside we were going to talk like men...toe to toe! Damn I'm still pi$$ed off.
I guess since it's Friday and 74* outside it's time to go for a ride and have a cold beverage...of choice
Thanks for listening to my rant and yet it didn't even do me any good except for make me even more mad