Or so the local elderly busy body would have me believe.
I was out for a ride on the longboard tonite. I'd just finished watching Step Into Liquid (a surfing movie) and had a serious hankering for some of that action. Being 1200 km from the closest ocean, the skate is the closest deal. I went to check out a short (about 100m) curved slope nearby. Nothing steep (I'm not there yet), well lit, wide smooth road, can see in both directions. I've even stepped up the safety and dusted off the helmet and wrist guards. I'm on my third ride down the hill... nice carving, having a lot of fun, and this guy calls at me to stop for a minute. I'm used to it... usually people with questions about the board or something. So this guy starts goin off at me. He's just beside himself. He's going on about how aren't I a little old to be riding something stupid like that, asks me how old I am, flat out calls me an idiot. I'm gonna stand and let him intimidate me, so I ride off to finish the hill and go for another round, and he has the gall to call after me 'God Bless You', to which I respond 'Good cuz I doubt you would'. I was on the verge of going back and starting on not appreciating him using God like that in a criticism, and if he wants to ask God to bless me maybe he should be a little more meek, sincere, polite, whatever. Not worth it though. When I rode by on my way back up the hill he muttered something under his breath. I ignored him and got about 4 more nice runs in anyway.
Sigh, why do people have to be jerks.
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