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Maybe you aren't able to drive, you don't own a car, or the car you own isn't working. While there are plenty of alternate ways of getting around, such as walking, biking, taking a bus or train, these methods aren't always available or convenient. Asking someone for a ride can feel overwhelming, but with a little thoughtfulness, the process can actually be relatively painless for both you and the other person.
As mentioned in the introduction, there are plenty of alternate ways of getting somewhere. Think about whether it might be possible to walk, bike, or take a bus, train, cab, or rideshare. If none of these options are available to you, or they would require unreasonable hardship, then you might consider asking someone for a lift.
Otherwise, consider who might be least inconvenienced by your request. If you need a ride home from work, consider asking the coworker that you know drives by your street every day, anyway. Or if you are going to dinner with a group of friends, maybe ask the friend that lives closest to you for a lift to the restaurant. Make sure you consider lifestyle factors, too. If you try to make small talk about other things first the entire conversation can come off as disingenuous when you finally come around to the point.
Give the other person as much advance notice as possible, so that they can factor it into their schedule that day. This also goes for asking for a ride in front of other people.
Many people have a difficult time saying no if there is an audience, and they might suspect that you are capitalizing on this. Offer to help pay for gas. Make sure you have cash on had to give them, just in case. Take no for an answer. Instead, be gracious and thank them for their time. Make it as easy as possible for the person who is giving you the ride. Putting in a little extra time and effort on your end shows the person that you are taking their time and effort into consideration, and that you value the favor they are doing for you.
Here are a few examples of ways you might make the experience easier for them: If your destination is a place regularly frequented by most people, such as the grocery store, offer to accompany them whenever they are next planning to go, rather than requesting they make a special trip.
If they are giving you a ride somewhere that they may have never been before, make sure you have clear directions, or have the address already plugged into the map function on your smart phone. Be pleasant in the car. This is not only respectful, but it will also increase the likelihood of this person agreeing to help you in the future.
Often being pleasant is just a matter of not doing certain annoying things: Don't criticize their driving, and avoid being a "backseat driver". Even if they are listening to most boring talk radio station ever, or the air conditioning is freezing your face off.
If you absolutely must, ask the driver politely if they'd be willing to change the radio station or turn the air down. While you might not be able to pay the person back in kind, you should still find a way to show your appreciation.
What this entails exactly will depend on your preexisting relationship with the person, and the degree of inconvenience to them. I really appreciate it! But if a friend wakes up at three thirty in the morning to drive you an hour to the airport, you probably want to consider something a little more meaningful.
Perhaps you can pick them up a small gift on your trip, or treat them to dinner when you get back. If you need a ride, say something like, "Sure, that would be great!
I really appreciate it. Not Helpful 0 Helpful 2. The same way you would anywhere else. There's a funeral I need to get to next Sunday at ten in the morning, I really have no other way to make it. Could you possibly drive me there?
If they are also attending the funeral, then you can just ask if they could pick you up. Make it clear that you understand if they can't help you. Thank them if they agree to help. Not Helpful 1 Helpful 3. Assuming all strangers are good persons and don't want to harm you, you ask politely and let know someone else know who you are riding with.
It might be a good idea to tell that someone that you will text them when you reach your destination in case there is any trouble. Not Helpful 7 Helpful 1. Unless it's someone really close to you, or a regular arrangement you're restarting after a holiday, a more personal approach is better - if you have to text, make sure the text can't be misinterpreted as rude, or expecting a 'yes' answer.
Be really polite, explain what you need, when and why and add you completely understand if they can't help - and be gracious if they say no.
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And damn if it isn't hard to tell when you two are approaching each other at a combined mph. If you do catch yourself mid-wave to a Vespa, however, it is acceptable to slowly turn it into an upraised middle finger. It's like the handshake-psyche of the two-wheeled world, and the look of dejection on their face will redeem any momentary awkwardness. Getty It is legally and morally permissible to clothesline this person as you drive past.
Older riders hate squids; cruisers hate sport riders; Harley riders hate everyone, including themselves. The social labyrinth is like navigating a high school prom, except you're sprinting through it at about 75 mph, on one leg, while programming a remote control and probably being attacked by bees.
Getty We're not sure what the etiquette for dealing with this guy is, but we're pretty sure it involves fire. I ride to work, which means I ride through exhaust, swarms of bugs, and whatever joy the elements bring me that day.
If I wear protective clothing, well, you can't wash that stuff too often, so it ends up smelling pretty funky, and that transfers straight to your body. And then there's rain. Has anybody ever told you what it's like to feel rain against your body at 65 mph? If you want to simulate this experience for yourself, that's easy: Just go stand in the yard in the middle of a Category One hurricane.
Getty Imagine this twirling into your tear ducts while some guy in a two-ton steel bullet tries to cut you off. But hey, sometimes you ride in the sun, and that's great! The open road, the warm summer air, and the heat A great deal of bikes, like mine, are air cooled. So they're only really cooling down while you're in motion. When you're stopped say, at one of those lights that doesn't recognize your existence they're just radiating that heat upward, which happens to be right where your genitals are trapped.
Aside from sterility and ball-burns, this also creates a nice pool of junk sweat. It will eventually evaporate Getty This scene is only hot if you don't imagine the smell of dried taint sweat.
Finally, if you're commuting through a city, there's bus exhaust. If you don't think that's an issue, try this: Next time you're out walking the streets and a bus comes up to a red light, just step right in there behind it and wait. Then when it pulls away, go ahead and jog with it for a few miles. You'll show up to work smelling like you just went down on a Transformer.
Motorcycles are straight up invisible. But not in the awesome, you get to sneak into the girl's locker room kind of way they do tend to notice naked-save-for-a-helmet men idling motorcycles in the shower stalls. The number one cause of motorcyclist death is people taking an ordinary left hand turn, right in front of the bike. They check their mirrors, they flick on their turn signals, and then they calmly and deliberately proceed to murder you. Getty There are four bikers jammed in the wheel well of that SUV.
On one particularly blood-thirsty afternoon, while on a two-mile long trip, three people did their best to kill me. One took a left turn across my lane of traffic right in front of me, which ended with him driving through the landscaping of an apartment building.
The second pulled across all lanes of traffic into mine, in an attempt to occupy the same space at the same time as myself -- they lost their axle on a curb in a last minute bid to not commit vehicular manslaughter that was nice of them. The last I only avoided by swerving into the bike lane and flying out of traffic. It's like playing a game of Grand Theft Auto In real life, Nico would smell like barbecued ass and die the first time he tried to use a semi as a ramp.
Riding a motorcycle is dangerous, and it's compounded by the fact that you basically have to do dangerous things like run red lights while you ride it. That doesn't get better with experience. In fact, as you get better at riding, you'll become more and more functionally retarded.
You'll pull maneuvers you would never attempt in a car, where you're surrounded by steel and airbags and seat belts -- like lane splitting, a practice that's straight up legal in California and more or less tolerated in most other states. If you're not familiar with the idea, lane splitting is when you ride between cars on the passing line. The thought process goes something like this: Traffic is stopped perhaps for one of those silly little red lights that I can just ride through and cars are ahead in both lanes, but nobody is actively straddling the center line.
What are you guys, stupid? Look at all this unused space! Via Eric Schmuttenmaer It's not like anyone ever changes lanes without signaling or anything. In the places where it is tolerated, there are a myriad of laws and regulations about how to do it safely.
Every last one of them ignores a simple, fundamental fact: This cannot be done safely. The entire practice is insane and stupid. It puts me in a permanent blind spot; an unannounced lane change will guaranteed kill me; I essentially volunteer to become the meat in a crushing steel sandwich.
And yet, if it will save even one second of commute, I will somehow consider it totally justifiable at the time. There is no legitimate reason to ride without a helmet. But you probably will. I have a thousand excuses for it -- it's low traffic, I'm just going to the store, I don't want to deny the world the objective, artistic beauty of my face and so on. In my mind -- in that basic, functioning part that allows me to use a fork or breathe independently -- I know that I am taking active steps to shorten my own lifespan, but I'll still do it.
Because it go fast! Getty Helmets are for ugly people. Every time you set your ass on a bike, you're playing a game of Russian Roulette between yourself and your own stupidity. You live and die by the odds, and if given enough time, they will always catch up to you. Which is truly unfortunate, because I know a lot of people that ride motorcycles, and I don't know anyone that has ever quit. Every single person that's ridden for a few years has laid down their bike, and they now know, intimately, exactly how cheese feels when you grate it.
Many have suffered serious injuries, and everyone has at least one friend they've lost in an accident. We stink, we stupidly risk our lives just to exchange platitudes, people try to murder us constantly and that's only when we're not trying to do it ourselves by riding between cars and running lights and all while constantly, constantly covered in screaming spiders -- and we all still ride. It's just really, really cool. Motorcycle owners aren't the only ones with issues, check out 5 Bizarre Pitfalls of Owning a Classic Car.
In the age of CGI, it's easy to forget how many movie stunts are real Sometimes a small screw-up in the code can make a game unplayable in the most unexpected of ways. Don't make me do this again. Don't have an account? Anyways, my husband and I bought a house which is closer to my work. Its only 3 miles to and from work totaling only 6 miles per day. I haven't ridden since March and I just can't get I haven't ridden since March and I just can't get motivated!
Can somebody help me with any ideas to get up off my fat butt? Are you sure you want to delete this answer? What are you waiting for? Take your bike now! Have a nice bike ride! As you put it - "get up off my fat butt? If you rode the 3 miles to work, then home, then to work again - that would equal the old mileage of 9 miles one way.
Maybe that will motivate your "fat butt". Or just go for a longer ride 3 times a week instead of doing a shorter one everyday. See if you can find a co-worker or neighbor to go riding with every morning, that way you'll feel like you're letting someone else down if you bail out.
You simply have got to permit your "guardian" aspect of your persona take over and order to you get on that motorcycle and experience. Do it everyday till it turns into aspect of "traditional" for you once more. It's Sometimes it happens to me too! I just don't want to do it I know that once I am on the bike it will all be good. It is just forcing yourself to start the ride thats hard. What about people like me with no car?
Sounds like you have options. If you don't want the bike - sell it. If you want to ride it - go ride it.
Aug 23, · If you rode the 3 miles to work, then home, then to work again - that would equal the old mileage of 9 miles one way. If you think 3 miles is more difficult to get motivated for than 9 - TRY THAT! Maybe that will motivate your "fat butt".Status: Resolved. Our boat just broke we need to get to the Hilton for a surprise party tomorrow. We can chip in for gas and we make a bangin wahoo sashimi if you are trolling! We are in Laderdale but can meet you wherever. The basic principle is the same, sure, but if you've ridden a bicycle and are therefore counting on already possessing the skill set needed to ride a motorcycle, you are in for a terrifying, bloody disappointment.