Account Deleted By User I just got back from playing a game of hockey with my friends.  For those of you who are unfamiliar, at most parks in Minnesota there are skating rinks.  The rinks are usually divided into the "boards" (an area with a wooden fence around it and two goals) for playing hockey, and a larger, un-fenced area for freeskating.  Both areas are typically plowed.  Because it snowed a few inches yesterday, the rink wasn't totally clear.  It had been plowed, but they didn't do the cleanest job, and there were still tire tracks in snow left on the ice.  My friend and I arrived before the rest of our party, who were running late a bit late. That's fine, we cleared it off using the shovels/broom provided by the park.  It took the two of us about fifteen minutes.    Now, little bit after my friend and I head out to clean, this former human and his offspring arrive.  This dude had a really bad case of dadbod.  His gigantic potbelly was obvious even under his fucking winter coat.  The two head out to the freeskating area and the dad was practice passing pucks to his kid.  He did not skate of course--that would resemble movement.  He just stood there in his boots, passing.  His son was maybe eleven or twelve. My friend and I head in, where our other friends are there, finishing up putting on their gear.  We put on ours and head out.  The dad and the kid had moved into the hockey area.  Perhaps they thought we were just there to clean it up?  Doubt it.  The dad is a fat pig.  We all go out, ask Dad to move.  Dad protests, ree-ing about how "they got there first and they didn't know we were going to use it."  Which is it, fatso.  My friend was obviously pissed. Then the kid speaks up, saying, basically, "Dad, they shoveled it.  They should play on it."  and starts skating away.  The kid skates to the free area, but the dad bellows something to him, and they head for the warming house. It's too bad that the kid's practice was cut short by his stupid, fat dad.  We would have been happy to do passes or something after our game, which was only about forty minutes.  One dude there even played hockey in college, and coaches a kids' hockey team, so I know he' would've been up for it. But there's hope for that kid.  It seems that even now he realizes that his dad is a selfish fat pig. Here's hoping he goes the other way.