A rude woman calls him a "dirty biker" and he reveals to her all the absurdity of her prejudices
How many times in your life have you happened to judge someone by appearances and make decisions based on purely aesthetic considerations?
We hope not too often, because, as they say, "judging a book by its cover" can not only represent an error of judgment, but it is also a strong indication of a lack of knowledge, in most cases.
You cannot know a person's history or their character simply by the way they dress and their physical appearance in general.
Unfortunately, this human tendency to judge whatever is "different" is well known.
A case in point is Luc Perreault, a stout and tattooed biker, who was misjudged by a very rude woman, but he decided to answer her with a post on Facebook, which went viral.
via Megaphone
At the time, Luc Perreault was testing his mother's motorcycle and, after several hours of traveling, he decided to stop at a Tim Horton's restaurant in Canada.
Being rather large, very tall, and striking, the motorcyclist must have caught the attention of a little girl who was in line at the restaurant with her mother.
Instead of being scared or intimidated by that gentle giant, the little girl simply thought of greeting him, with a smile. Luc smiled back and just said "Hello". In response, the little girl's mother quickly took her hand and walked away, loudly commenting: "We don't talk to those dirty bikers!".
Luc's answer was not long in coming and he wrote about the unpleasant encounter on his Facebook wall that same day.
Luc's post is dedicated "to that family with the red SUV that was at Tim Horton's today" and begins with this presentation:
"It's true, I'm big and fat, I weigh 279 lb (127 kg), I am full of tattoos, and I ride a motorcycle. I am a welder, I make noise, I drink beer, I curse and from my appearance you might think that at first glance I will eat you."
"What you don't know is that I have been happily married for 11 years, my children call me Dad, I graduated from college and my mother is so proud of me that she tells everyone how lucky she is to have such a wonderful son. When my daughter broke her arm, I cried more than she did. I read books, help people, I do everything I can to thank our war veterans and I even cried watching the movie Armageddon ..."
In his post, he continued, saying:
"So, the next time I smile and say hello to your little girl and you quickly pull her away saying,"No, no dear, we don't talk to those ugly dirty bikers!", just remember that even if you're hurting my feelings, this "dirty biker" would be the first person to run into your burning house to save your daughter's goldfish, just to keep her from crying!"
Does any more need to be said to reiterate that you should NEVER judge a book by its cover?
