It was Saturday and I decided to take a ride on my bike as I usually do every weekend. It’s always good to get out on your Harley and get lost. I was out for a while when I thought that I would stop by my local Harley dealer to check out some of the new bikes, (not that I need one) and maybe pick up a new shirt. As I was walking around a group of guys and their “old ladies” came in, there were about sixteen of them. Not a...