Last week I was driving back home after work. Same way as I use every day. All of a sudden, I hear a weird noise under my feet and the motor starts to slow down. My chain just broke.
I was in the middle of not much, pretty far from any service shop or any other place where I could hope to fix my chain.
I started imagining to walk for miles until my place… Approximatively 30 seconds later, a guy stopped by and asked what was wrong with my motorbike. I quickly explained: “My chain broke…”
The closest place I knew was a few kilometers away and after 10 minutes of push-push, I started feeling bad for him. However, he never complained and when we finally arrived 20 minutes later (yes we were going slowly), he just said good luck and left.
I then entered the shop, explained my problem (my chain) and asked if they had some spare parts that I could buy and replace it with. After an informatics research, they told me that they did not have this kind of part and that I would have to order it. “How long would it take to order a new one?”, “A month”.
Once again, I started imagining to walk for miles for a month… Approximatively 30 seconds later, a guy stopped by and asked what was wrong with my motorbike. I quickly explained: “My chain broke…”
He proposed to check the size of another motorbike model chain and to see if it would be compatible, so I would not have to be a pedestrian for a month. It turned out we found another chain set, which they installed and is working pretty well.
I asked what was the possible reason for the chain to break this soon, “You should service your motorbike more often”, he replied. I remembered someone telling me to go service my motorbike approximatively 1000 times already.
Morale de l’histoire:
- in other countries, I would have not wait 30 seconds but 30 years before someone propose to push me until a service shop 🙂
- Listen to your wife’s advices!