~You~ are smoking crack if you think a doctor looking for a specifically Christian associate for his practice might want to hire a Harley riding, tatooed, wild-bearded rebel (play rebel ~or~ real rebel) like yourself.
I don't really know you, Melas, although I took a peek at your homepage. Maybe you are a wonderful person.
But you are projecting a badboy motorcycle gang image. That is mainly what is visible. It is like high school kids doing the gangsta thing with their pants falling off and their sneakers untied.
We have to make quick judgements in life. If I had to make a quick judgement on your appearance (especially if I were a doctor seeking a "Christian" associate), I would move along to the next candidate.
It is your choice too present yourself as Hell's Angel type. You might rail about my ignorance of biker culture and you would be right. But you are chosing to project yourself that way. The consequence will be some harsh judgements which might not be justified if people had more time and could look deeper. Often, though, the door slams on superficialities. You make your choices; you live with the consequences.
That would be fun, since the only things I know about medicne are second hand from my wife. I'm not looking for work in medicine, so I don't understand where that comment came from at all.
I don't really know you, Melas, although I took a peek at your homepage. Maybe you are a wonderful person.
My mother thought so.
But you are projecting a badboy motorcycle gang image. That is mainly what is visible. It is like high school kids doing the gangsta thing with their pants falling off and their sneakers untied.
I've always been a biker, always. My father rode bikes in the service during WWII, and brought the passion back with him. My first bike was a 50cc Honda with a centrifigul clutch, when I was 6. When I grew up, there were always bikers and bikes around the house. I just reflect the world the I grew up in, and subsequently live in.
It is your choice too present yourself as Hell's Angel type. You might rail about my ignorance of biker culture and you would be right. But you are chosing to project yourself that way. The consequence will be some harsh judgements which might not be justified if people had more time and could look deeper. Often, though, the door slams on superficialities. You make your choices; you live with the consequences.
I have no problems with your views on biker culture, or being associated with it. I'm proud to be a biker. That's not what raised my ire. What got me was when you said, Ahhh...not a ~real~ badboy biker but a wannabe, a weekend warrior. See, you might not realize it, but in my circles, that's a horrific insult. To us, a weekend warrior is a RUB (Rich Urban Biker), who's probably a CPA or an orthodontist in the real world, but like two grow 2 days worth of stuble and play badass biker on the weekends, most likely on a bike that doesn't 2,000 whole miles a year.
Weekend Warrior is never and appropriate description for the biker who uses his bike as his primary mode of transportion, never. The RUBs primary vehicle is probably an Escalade, a BMW, a Mercedes or a Lexus. It's never the Harley.