Having worked in a shop in ruralish Indiana I can tell you that winters are long, no one comes in, and the internet is a magical wonderland. We made pixel art,

Having worked in a shop in ruralish Indiana I can tell you that winters are long, no one comes in, and the internet is a magical wonderland. We made pixel art, checked every webcomic to see if anything new was published and raced bicycles around inside the shop. And we read a bunch of bike blogs, all the time, every day. We sure as hell would have been on twitter if it existed, if only to mock other people. Also, only a fool stands on concrete all day. You put down a mat or at least some cardboard.