Mike: Hey, aren't there two hotshot rookies this year?
Me: Yeah. Alex Ovechkin and Sidney Crosby.
Mike: Yeah. I knew there was a Russian and an American.
Me: Canadian. Sidney Crosby is Canadian.
Mike: No. No. I'm pretty sure he's American. They keep talking about a Russian and an American.
(this goes back and fourth a couple of times)
Me: (sternly) I'm telling you. He's Canadian.
Mike: (annoyed) Well, anyway... how 'bout that goal that the Russian scored?
Me: I guess you mean the one when he was laying on his back. Yeah. That was sweet.
Mike: No. It was like a shootout or something. The game was on the line and he went betwe...
Me: (interrupts) Marek Malik.
Me: That was Marek Malik. In a shootout, in the fifteenth round. He shot the puck through his legs. Technically it should have been disallowed, but that's a hair-splitting issue that I'd rather not get into.
Mike: Nope. It was that rookie. They keep showing it and talking about him versus the American.
Me: Canadian. And (sternly) I'm telling you. That goal you're talking about was by Marek Malik. It was sweet as hell, though.
Mike: You're sure?
And then this one:
Tripp: (points to my Hurricanes hat) You been to any games this year?
Me: Yeah. I've still got season tickets.
Tripp: What are there, like 50 games?
Me: There's 41 home games, and my package includes 24 of them. Sadly, there's only five more games that I get to go to in the regular season.
Tripp: Do you have playoff tickets?
Me: Well, I'm given right of refusal on my exact seat, and I'm gonna get the tickets. (goes into lengthy explanation of how playoff priority works)So far, there's nothing wrong with this conversation, but it takes a turn here
Tripp: Do you think they'll do it again?
Me: (slightly puzzled) Well, it looks like we should make a deep run in the playoffs.
Tripp: That would be nice if they can get another one.
Me: Another one?
Tripp: Win the Stanley Cup again.
Me: We haven't won it before.
Tripp: Yeah. Just a few years ago.
Me: Ohhhhh. That was the Prince of Wales. We won that in 02, but lost to Detroit in the Stanley Cup finals.
Tripp: You sure? Cause I could have sworn...
Me: Yeah. I'm sure.
Tripp: Well, I guess you would know.
Me: (arrogantly) Yeah.
There was one other conversation that I can't recall the exact exchange (after all, I'm not Truman Capote). That third conversation started out with someone asking me "Why do we (Team USA) suck so bad?". I hate questions like that because there's no way they'll be satisfied with any answer. The question is too aggressive. It isn't like "hey, what do you think is the biggest problem".
Like I said, I'll answer questions about offside all day long. I'll explain the dynamics of a line change to the best of my ability. When I get annoyed is when I get in conversations like the first one. When someone who is out of their element doesn't want to hear the answers to their questions.
Is it because I acquaint myself with some really stubborn people, or does this happen to other people?