Tainted Perceptions

Perception, it effects us all in so many little ways. Sometimes those effects are obvious. Other times it takes years to understand the impacts. Like it or not, we are more often than not judged upon the perception of who and what we are. A week or so ago, Dan wrote a post about Love Me, Love my Bike that touched on the subject. Perception has associated his bike as part and parcel of who Dan is. At the time, it didn't strike a chord with me.
Over the weekend I had a light bulb moment though. Saturday, my older brother was over. He had dropped his truck off for service and it was going to be there for a week or so. He was headed out to Los Angeles for the week and was just going to take is motorcycle to the airport. Our parents had issues and concerns with him riding to the airport with a suitcase and laptop bag on his motorcycle. No big deal, it wasn't worth a fight, so I tossed him the keys to my Smart car and had him take that for the week. I tend to ride whenever I can anyways, and not having a car for the week just enforces it.
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