The best part was that the reason for not bringing my bike in was because any oil I picked up on the tires from the road would get on the carpet. The ugly, nasty carpet.

Ironically, later that same week I got a building-wide email about a fitness walk from the woman who busted me. I hope they didn't track anything in on the precious carpet.

(No I'm not still bitter about it, not at all! )

Thanks for the encouragement... I appreciate it!