“The president of the MC understood why, so I was still invited to ride with them. Was actually given a seat at the Table. That is unheard of for someone not patched.”
I had a President take me under his wing like that for awhile. Lived on his couch because I was out of work at the time. Pretty sure it was because he liked to bet on my Billiards hustle and my skills were an investment.
About to hustle some pool today. :)
Yeah, they liked that I could do so. Heck hustling pool is how I made spending money during college. (Base costs were covered under scholarships.) Also hustling darts. Now I suck at darts, but my female partner was a National Champion. Let’s just say spoiled rich frat boils don’t except some super-hot seemingly piece of fluff who is a Champion could kick their ######. Fun times.
The real thing was I helped a few members out in ways that my particular set of skills helped me do so. Eventually helped the president’s wife out with something ugly. I knew a few people at the time and pulled some levers for his wife. Let’s just say I won for his wife.
At that point I was untouchable.
Fun story: I rode a Honda VTX. Got razed for riding a Japanese bike. It was a Harley only club. Got some real #### for that. Then I pointed to the VINs, showed most of their Harleys were made in Mexico, and my Japanese bike was made in Marysville, Ohio. IOW my bike was more American than theirs. That ended the discussion. :)