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MISCOMMUNICATION : “I GOT A BEE!” or “I HAD TO PEE!”

 

Have you ever wonder when there’s a miscommunication on a ride; it’s hilarious. You pretty much know what someone will say by their expression: the “WHAT”, the “I DON’T KNOW”, the “OH”, the “CONCERN” look, but last – the “GRINS” and the “LAUGHS!”

Riding down the road – over the rumble of the Harleys; I heard someone hollering! “I had to pee?” Or that’s what I thought I heard, it’s one of those scenario that was quite funny at the time but not to the Wayne”.

We just pulled out from the home place, there were seven (7) of us out riding on that beautiful Saturday morning around 10:00 am. It was my third (3) solo since I started out riding. Hubby and Dean were showing me how to ride with a group, what to look for, the distance between riders, the signals, and the formation.

We were about three (3) miles down the road, through the rumbling sound of the Harleys, I heard someone hollering “I had to pee!”. Wayne hand signal Dean to let him know, but Dean shook his head – signal back next gas station! Wayne was riding the outside lane, fourth (4) bike from Dean – leading; third (3) from where I’m at before Hubby (last). At first, I saw Wayne swerving a little, then cussing up a storm, then doing a slap dance of some sort. I heard Wayne hollering at Dean “I got a pee!” Hubby pulled up “signaling” Wayne – nearest gas station, then drop back to his position of riding.

Looked around going down the back highway: MoDot already mowed the ditches probably two (2) or three (3) days before, there’s a new crop of corn in the field both side – couple of inches tall maybe, and a couple of houses. NO TREES or ANY PLACE FOR A PERSON TO GO PEE.

To our dismay; two (2) miles down the road, Wayne pulled off the road, in front of someone’s driveway; before anyone could voice an opinion – he is already off his bike, shirt coming off, and trying to get his helmet off.

At this point, Dean slowed down and he is turning around coming back, everyone else pulled over the far right of the lane and park because there is no shoulder. It’s amazing what type of expression you see on this type of scenario.
Both Dean and Hubby reach Wayne about the same time. Hubby was making sure I pulled over on the far right of the lane safely before he pulls up to check on Wayne.

Hubby pulled up – looking up and down the road, and of course, the house – the driveway that Wayne pulled off at. He look at Wayne and said, “What are you doing Wayne?” “You can’t pee in front there?” Dean said, “We’re only four (4) miles from the nearest gas station, could you at least hold it in until then?”

Wayne, now, finally got his helmet off. “I didn’t say I had to pee!” “I GOT A BEE!” – “Two (2) Bees”; two went through my right sleeve – I got one but another got to my back inside of my shirt and end up in my helmet!”

“Oh”, understatement, that’s everyone’s expression. That makes sense; the swerving, the cussing, the slap dance that I saw earlier before he pulls off the road. Wayne got stung three times that morning; one on the shoulder, his back and by his right ear. Good thing for emergency kit; rubbing alcohol and ibuprofen helps. Between the laughs, chuckles and the jokes, we load up and took off on the ride.

By the end of the ride; Wayne said he’s heading home, he’s hurting. We ask him if he need anyone to ride with him home, he said “No, I’ll be okay but I’ll call you when I get there!”

It makes for a rude awakening on a ride, but it does happen when you least expected. I know it was not a laughing matter for Wayne at the time. But, it makes a good laugh that morning.

Have you ever had this type of miscommunication on a ride?  What I thought I heard is different from what is? Drive Safe!