Showing posts with label Cervelo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cervelo. Show all posts

Friday, April 4, 2008

Cervelo visit and an awkward moment - part II

Back to the awkward moment at Cervelo earlier in the day...

As we toured the Cervelo office, SD was exhibiting a very short attention span - a typical behaviuoral trait amongst the compact crank crowd, so we dismissed it.  In hindsight, it is clear that Stealth Dork had an ulterior motive. We should have known he was less interested in touring a successful, high-end, Canadian bicycle manufacturer, but instead, on a compact crank PR mission.  So, how did it all go down? you ask.  Well, this is the awkward part...

As ADHD SD fidgeted his way through the first five minutes of the tour (like an Italian Pro on cocaine), he dropped back to the Gruppetto (made up of himself) and started bellowing this at someone:    

"are you the person around here in charge of sourcing cranks for these fancy bikes?"

We turn around to discover SD leaning over a cluster of desks, calf muscles and feet dancing in the air (like they do when he's schooling us up a hill at a cadence of 130+ in his 34/39), having what appeared to be a one-sided discussion.  Two of us react immediately (in embarrassment) and rush towards what might become a confrontation, only to discover that the "person" SD is badgering is the company dog, and the dog is licking the leftover chicken wing sauce off of SD's face, hence his dancing legs.  Ummm, awkward!

Update:  Just received an email from the veterinarian and, thankfully, the dog is current with his vaccinations, so he'll be fine.  Sadly, SD will have to be put down for aggressive behaviour.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Cervelo visit and an awkward moment



The team visited Cervelo today. Stealth Dork came along too. I think he was under the impression that we were visiting the Upper Canada Brewing Company - a brewery that left the neighbourhood many years ago. SD was looking rough after last night. He still had hot sauce stains on his chin and lips and he stunk of beer.

As our host guided us through the hallowed halls of Cervelo, SD kept scanning the office, looking for someone to lock eyes with him.  Pay attention SD and keep up with the group!  (Sorta hard for a compact dork to keep up on the flats!)  A few minutes later, we hear him badgering someone with this:

 "are you the person around here in charge of sourcing cranks for these fancy bikes?" 

We tried to muzzle SD, but it was too late...  more on this later - gotta run along to the SD sponsored hammerfest, where he's gonna school us on the 14.3 meter hill.