Ural Bashing – How to Not Make Friends in One Easy Step
Owning the Ural has been an interesting education in people. Far and away my experiences have been overwhelmingly positive. But every barrel of apples has one or two bad ones, right?
Over the weekend, I met a friend of a friend at the motorcycle show in NYC. As we stood talking about the event the subject of Ural not being present came up. This opened the door for friend of a friend to chime in with “now there is a brand I would NEVER recommend anyone ever buy.”
Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut but I mentioned that we had one at home. Rather than stopping the course of the conversation there, it kept going. He then tackled how slow they are. Right. Slow, got it. They’re too expensive. Check, expensive. They’re essentially a piece of old Russian junk. Russian junk, gotcha.
Crosses Ural-hater off Christmas card list.
I cannot fault someone for their negative opinion of the brand. I’m sure they have their reasons for arriving at those conclusions. For those people, the answer is simple: don’t buy one.
What bugged me most was the basic lack of tact and social skills that some people have when carrying on a conversation with a stranger. Often it isn’t only what people say but how they deliver their message. This wasn’t lighthearted ribbing followed by a ha ha and a wink.
Why stand there insulting someone’s interests to their face? What is the desired outcome? Should I rush out and sell my bike? Or is the intent to simply let me know that I am an idiot?
People Like What They Like
As the conversation unfolded, I tried to keep my irritation in check and not be bothered. Obviously it didn’t work because I’m writing about it 3 days later.
I don’t need someone to approve of my purchases to make them valuable to me but I also don’t need someone to give me a dressing down about them either. Having had enough, I tried to cap the conversation by saying, ”people like what they like.” Isn’t that the truth?
My sweet, lovely Ural. Yes, it is slow. And yes, it is the most expensive thing in my garage. But let’s get this straight – it is not junk. Not to me.