Another true ski story

Skiing is a wonderful social/physical activity in which you meet people from all walks of life and orientations. You never know what will happen!

Such is this story! You never know what will happen!

I was skiing in a very "chi-chi" resort. You know the kind. Valet at door for skis. Padded and heated lifts. Free coffee just as you get on lift! etc....

I was going up lift with six other "mature" skiers and after the initial analysis of ski equipment, clothing and "other symbols" of social level, it was clear that these skiers were serious !

After 1 minutes the social intercourse begins with, "I was at...." or the best place to ski is ,,,,,

After 2 minutes the mood is mellow, except one fellow that just was irritating the rest with his, best skis, best ski resort, skied with Franz, and Hermain and more.

Side glances and smiles from us all "other mortals" in the cabin said it all!
The more this individual tried to impress us, the cooler the exchange was.
As a last desperate move, the person takes out the "most expensive, tiny cell phone in the world" and calls his stock broker! Of course he is wanting the latest figures on his "investments".

Casually my skiing partner ask him, "How much is this cell and can I see it"

With a pompous air he tells us all that it costs ZZZ dolars, it has GPS, world wide access, voice recognition etc......! As my friend is looking at this piece of technological marvel, he casually opens window and tosses cell out!

Silence!

Then smiles all round, except for one!

My friend takes out $300 and hands it to the speechless man!

With a smile my skiing partner says, "Here is the money for your phone and I regret now ever putting this model on the market!"

You see he was the CEO of the company that produced the phone.

Never heard another word from that man!

We did talk for the rest of the lift about; snow, food, best runs, best falls. Never about work!

You never know who is there with you and what will happen!

Pavelski,

Nice story - and one that strikes a familiar chord.

It *is* a :roll: situation when you're inside a lift and somebody decides to 'do their work' whilst on holiday/vacation. 'Oh look at me and how important I am that my company can't do without me for a few hours'. Why can't they leave their business until they stop for lunch etc?

However, you have to be careful about what you do in the confines of a bubble lift/gondala. What if the bloke had decided to throw a punch or two?

A fight's bad enough in the opne let alone in the confines of a gondala lift!!!

Anyway, your story reminds me of one time I was on a train in Switzerland.

In one group where two 'youths' with a ghetto blaster at full racket. Other passengers were getting annoyed about it.

Eventually, a large black man who was travelling on military service (he was in full uniform) got up and went over to the youths and asked them to turn the sound down. They refused. The military man calmly pulled the window down and threw the ghetto blaster out of the window.

He did not offer to pay for it. :D