
It took 30 minutes of driving between BCB and the Crime Scene, but I eventually found a parking spot. I paddled out and chatted with two people I know. Very chill surfers with a nice, quiet way about them.
And then three dudes paddled out.
As one of them was paddling out - still with dry hair - he suddenly turns and just burns some guy on a wave. I've never seen a dry hair burn while making the initial paddle out. Once in the lineup these guys were just loud. They paddled for everything and dropped in a lot.
I got out after a while and as I was drying off they walked past. They were staring hard at me, so I smiled and said hello. (I'm an idiot for wasting kindness on some people.) They continued to stare hard and walked past. They were parked right behind me. The three of them had arrived in two cars - one BMW sedan and a Mercedes sedan.
Twenty something pukes with bad attitudes, no manners, piss poor etiquette and about 100k in cars.
I've said it many times and I will keep saying it: If I didn't love surfing so much, I'd hate it.