Last week I got a new bike. Not a real expensive bike, but a very nice one none-the-less. And I bought a new lock.
As some of you may know, I work – as a volunteer – at a soup kitchen. In addition to providing meals for the hungry and homeless, on Wednesdays we run a bicycle ministry, where we give away reconditioned bikes to those needing transportation as well as repair broken bikes.
Today I decided to ride my bike to work. I parked my bike along with the thirty or forty others outside in the bike racks.
As I was inside the center, someone cut my cable and stole my bike. I’m pissed.
And I feel violated. Knowing that someone that I probably know personally, someone that I help feed, and someone that could have gotten a bike for free stole my new bike.