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My job was Woody's bike on Los Feliz blvd just outside Griffith Park. Think you might know the place, Jim? It was 83. I walked in there asking for a job one day because I missed the bus home second week of high school. I told the owner I can build wheels front scratch and can work on many high end bikes. He hired me on the spot for 8 bucks a day from 3:30-7pm. Did it for three days a week and Saturday all day for 20 bucks a day. I never got to build any high end bikes but a bunch of junk made of plumbing pipes. Most of the time, I was pitting these lower end bikes together out of the boxes. Cleaning the place was the other part of my job. It took my all of 4 weeks to get rid of the trash and organize their work area. By then, I just realized I was their mechanic. You talk about smell, there's a certain smell to a bike shop. Not Performance type, but a bike shop. I am not sure if its the oil, I just can't put my finger on it. I can't say I like it, but I was in the "industry" with some discounts on parts.
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