It doesn’t matter if you’re surfing alone this person always shows up, and always in the exact wrong place.
You’re paddling into the wave of your life and he is in the way. He duck dives right in front of you, ruining a barrel and just when you’re enjoying a tranquil moment with mother nature he will turn up next to you and start a conversation.
He or she will likely have a neon coloured board from the seventies and will be oblivious to how annoying they are.
