Imma tell you about my day right now, why, cause i think you should know.
So i woke up at six for my last day of ski instructor training, finishing up my certification. Im 17 so it was a pretty big deal getting it done. I get to the mountain, 60 mph gust making the temp wit wind chill around -12. Fucking like antartica. well i started out with my written exam, did fine. Then i went on the hill for 4 hours for my on hill examination, first my skiing ability, then a teaching demo. Passed just fine. Awesome, did a fuck ton of paperwork, got hired by the ski school. Now its about 3 and i had been skiing for 4 days straight, my feet fucking hurt after 4 ten hour days on the hill. I get back to my truck, a co worker parked in front of me. So i have to go back to the school and radio him in to move his car. He moves it. Exhausted i get in my car and start driving out the parking lot. Before i get 100 yards from the highway, what do i see, yea fucking glen plakes van. So i pull over and get out, hes standing there, i yell "is that fucking glen plake". I worship him for a while, you know "ive been watchin you ski forever dude, your sick, ect." He signs a poster for me and i go back to my truck. Before i get in, im thinking about how bad my feet hurt and finally say fuck it. I put my boots back on and go back to glen "hey man imma take some turns with you if that cool." yea it was fucking cool. Really cool.
Sorry to crush your story but hey, im a story topper
