Bikes and Bimbos do not mix....

As you may know, I ride a motor scooter to work most days, and it's usually great!! It's a cheap way to get around, and it's a lot of fun...

Last night I had a meeting at the fire shed before training, so I rode the scooter instead of making hubby come with me in the car and hang around for an hour waiting for training to start.. The riding the scooter to the shed was fine, it was the trying to go home part where it all went pearshaped.....

Hubby took off in the car and I rugged up and got onto the scooter.. Yeah, you guessed it, it wouldn't start.. I tried the electric start.. Nothing.. I tried the kickstarting.. Nothing.. I got some help from one of the bikie chicks in the brigade... Nothing.. I got a lift home with Lou and swore most of the way..

Let me add at this point that the bike has only done 385 kilometres so it's virtually brand new, and it hasn't even had it's first service yet, so my swearing at the yellow pile of junk was justified (well, in my mind anyway)..

This morning I went out again to the shed to see if I could get it started... Nothing... I swore some more and rang the dealer I bought it from.. He listened to my issues (angry tirade), then the conversation went something like this...

Him - Can I ask a stupid question?
Me - Sure.
Him - Have you checked the kill switch?
Me - Ahhh.. Yeah... About that.....
Him - Heh heh.. Bet you feel a bit silly huh?
Me - Not really... Actually.. I feel like a real idiot..

Yep... It started first time..... Seems that when one of the boys was playing silly buggers and pretending to ride it last night, he accidently knocked the kill switch.. I never use said kill switch, so I didn't even think to check it, probably because Ihad forgotten I had one...