My neighbour invited me over to watch saturday night Leafs' hockey with his friends after an earnest bout of altruism lead him to shovelling my front path of the latest winter snowfall. It was the sort of offer that every social convention in the universe demands a jovial consent to. He had a whole platter of sushi and chicken wings, and even provided me with V8 vegetable juice after I politely refused his homemade hard lemonade. His friends were kind and pleasant people, and while the game sucked it looked pretty cool on one of those projector screens. The guy works for a local food distributer and often receives hefty gifts from work, thus I received two plump steaks as I bade my farewell.
The depths to my illogical and irrational hatred for this man knows no bounds.
Do you live in Toronto? O: (Leafs suck btw, don't ever expect them to win)
The greater Toronto area.
I don't expect them to win and I don't really want to watch such awful hockey, but as I said, social conventions and whatnot. I think the zealous fandom of the Maple Leafs, regardless of the content of their play, has left the management sanguine to maintaining its sub-par status. Why bother getting better when your lousy product is already raking in more than enough money with no real effort on your part?
Personally I don't express support to any specific athletic team, organization, or individual. Though quality athleticism is something to behold, especially when the competition is fierce.
Any who
I agree with the anti-ladder sentiment, I use them rarely but they inevitably snap shut on my fingers or leave me with splinters. I have similar troubles with file cabinets - which seem intent on breaking my digits on every opportunity.
Perhaps I'm just clumsy?