Used to ski with a bunch of my gaper friends, and getting on lifts with them was always a good laugh. One time this kid named Sam, who was riding skis that didn't make it to his nipples saw me about to get on a lift.
It was 8 at night on a Thursday so place was empty and it was dark out. He screamed "Jake! Dude!" and did the gaper shuffle over to me as the chair is like 5 feet behind me. I knew he was going to try to make it on with me and I knew he had no chance. (Sam has done shit like this before) This is the kind of chair you enter the loading platform from the side, rather than the back like most chairs. Its a slow speed double.
Then right as the chair gets there and I go to sit down he does like a war cry and dives at me, screaming the whole way. He misses the chair, and ends up landing on the toes of my boots and my skis on his stomach, and he curls into a ball and grabs onto my skis for dear life. As the lift goes off the little drop off but Sam is still holding on, and he actually makes it a good 6 feet off the ground before he realizes what hes actually doing then lets go and falls into powder and I proceed 5 feet up the hill before the lifty finally stops it.
Sparknotes: Gaper friend tried to get on lift with me at last second, ended up landing on my skis and riding 10 feet up hill on my skis instead of chair.
