The Story of Camille
Poor Camille..... really, poor, poor Camille. She has had to put up with me
as a boss and a friend. In fact, her whole family has had to deal
with the weirdness that is "Dave" in one form or another. Both her sisters have
worked for me, her sister Rosa for several years. I'm sure that Camille's
parents (to say nothing of Camille's husband) have always suspected that
I'm a bad influence on poor Camille. Now they have proof.
Camille just bought a scooter ("just" being January of 2006).
The picture at the start of this story is Camille on
Bev's Vino, learning the basics of
scootering, but let's back up a bit. Camille worked for me in the late 1990's.
She was going to school and, eventually, landed on veterinary medicine as a
career. After going through that schooling, she went to work full time at a Vet
clinic and left her administrative position at my company. We stayed in touch
and would see each other occasionally to hang out. One of our usual activities
was motorcycling around the Twin Cities. Camille seemed to enjoy being on the
back of whatever two-wheeled powered conveyance I had at the time. She talked
about learning to ride, but it was never more than talk. When I started getting
back into scooters, she went for a ride on my Stella and really liked it. The
next chance we had to get together, I suggested a little scooter education for
her and she jumped at the opportunity.
In all fairness, I don't suppose that Camille expected she would be spending
most of that day piloting herself around, but that's what scooters tend to do to
people. We went over all of the basics, and did the usual parking lot practice.
She took to scootering like a cat takes to clawing furniture - just seemed to
come naturally. She did a great job on her first day and we road several
That was in the fall, and we didn't see each other again until winter had set
in. Camille's enthusiasm for scooters hadn't cooled with the weather, and after
lunch and an IMAX show at the Science Museum, we were at
looking at the available choices. As it happened, Bob had a consignment TNG
Venice with less than 300 kilometers on it at a good price.
It will be a few months before Camille gets "street time" with her new scoot,
but I'm sure she'll have a great time when spring rolls around.
Welcome to the world of scooters and scooterists Camille!