The only thing I really hate is when the season ends. Usually I'm too stoked to give a sh*t about anything. Quite literally.. I can't remember the last time I had a single worry/was upset while on the slopes. And family/friends wonder how I can spend every excess penny to my name on snowboarding.
Well, dopping a j, blunt, etc off the lift can be a real buzzkill
When sitting on a chairlift with a bunch of skiers who bitching about the boarder that is traversing a mogul run when there is a skier right above him that is snowplowing and falling down every 20 feet.
I hate it when as soon as my ass just BARELY touches the chair lift, the people next to me drop the bar a .006677 sec later and hit me in the head without having a clue that others want to get situated first
Without me, my board is useless. Without my board, I am useless