Ride Your Bike To The Next Job Interview.

Ride Your Bike to the Next Job Interview. Excellent Idea.

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I’m always on the search for interesting motorcycle blogs. There are so few of them. Bikers tend to want to ride, not sit and write about riding. The ones that do are stuck on either sport bike specs or Harley “lifestyle” types of writing. There’s not much in between where most reasonable riders psyche lies. I found The Great Motorcycle Pizza Tour blog and a great article about why you should ride your motorcycle to your next job interview.

It’s a brilliant short post and I don’t know why I didn’t think about it before. My previous jobs before, computer programming, really didn’t care much about who you were, but more about what you could do. Can you carry a gun? You got the job. Are you qualified to drive a truck without killing someone? Here you go. In the computer world, can you program a computer? Well that’s nice, but where do you live? How do you feel about the President? Do you think these Dockers make my ass look big? The “team” was wondering what type of cake you like? On and on it would go and I often wondered how any work got done. It did, so who am I to judge? Maybe cake is more important than what I realize.

I don’t think a motorcycle would have been a factor in the hiring process at any of my previous jobs, but it certainly would have got those begging questions out of the way.

Cake flavors are not a priority for him. Big guy, but he just wants to get his work done and go ride.
He’s part of the team, but doesn’t need need a group hug to get the day started to feel secure.
He rides that thing in the rain, a few hours overtime won’t bother him, so long as the weather is bad.
No, he’s not going to go over the edge if we change a few things in our processes. Wendy in accounting nearly killed him turning left in front of him this morning and he’s already over that.

If I would have followed the advice to ride my motorcycle to the interview, many things could have been cleared up quickly. They either would not have hired me or welcomed me no matter what type of cake I liked. I never think to much about what people think of me and my motorcycle. I don’t care. Apparently, there is a type of person that rides and they either like you or not. There are some obvious points about a motorcycle rider I have just discovered:

You understand risks and understand that they can be managed and/or ignored in order to persue passions.
You don’t care what the status quo says. They will tell you that you could wreck and die on these things, but you ride anyhow.
You enjoy life and fear a life without fun, adventure, and meaning.

I’m probably missing some other points. You don’t need to be a motorcycle enthusiast to have these qualities, but arriving on a motorcycle just makes these points obvious. If these points are going to be a problem with a future employer, you don’t want to work for them. If the employer appreciates these qualities, you will thrive.