Hockey boys leave me torn between helpless laughter and wild irritation.
I tend to go for the latter--five-year-old hockey boy who refuses to look where he's going during all of our pre-class practices, I'M LOOKING AT YOU--although some of them can be very polite.
I'm hitting the ice next week for the first time since last April. I'll be imagining a sitcom laugh track and wishing for bubble wrap.
No lie, I would like to wrap myself in bubble wrap before I skate. (I do wrap myself in cheap basketball knee pads, at least.)
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Date: 2013-09-28 11:05 pm (UTC)I tend to go for the latter--five-year-old hockey boy who refuses to look where he's going during all of our pre-class practices, I'M LOOKING AT YOU--although some of them can be very polite.
I'm hitting the ice next week for the first time since last April. I'll be imagining a sitcom laugh track and wishing for bubble wrap.
No lie, I would like to wrap myself in bubble wrap before I skate. (I do wrap myself in cheap basketball knee pads, at least.)