My weirdest ride was with some skier in his 40s or so who spent the whole time ranting about snowboards and snowboarders. He was serious too, this guy should be at Alta. Seymour's generally pretty mellow (forum skier-hating threads notwithstanding) so this was kind of shocking to me -- and it's really the only time I've ever encountered the hating like that.
I got a small bit of revenge at the top though. He had all snowboarders pegged as a bunch of young punks and obviously thought he was landing verbal haymakers on me. So near the top of the lift I put up my goggles so he could see the gray hair and crowsfeet, and I just smiled at him. Didn't hear another word.
In retrospect, "Let's get the goat drunk"
should have been my cue to leave the party.