You are the Roller Blades You Wear

I have seemed to write too much about my rollerblade events, however, I cannot help it unless there are more interesting happening at work. This rollerblade group assembles people from different age groups, different cultural backgrounds and different way of making our livings. The only command thing among us is the drive to roam around the city on wheels.

It is very interesting to observe the linkage between roller skates and the owners. You will see the showy type, who wears skin-tight racing suit, futuristic sunglasses and helmet, carries with them the most professional looking blades. Yet the down-to-earth type wears the functional ones. The inline skate kid type wears the funky looking blades, earthy yet subtly showy. I am the practical and sensible type, middle price range skate, the only thing makes me look crazy is that I wear no guards.

While I was talking to Chin-san about my observation, the young kid went though the crowd knodding, agreeing with me. He bursted out laughing when our scrutinizing glaze falling upon a middle-age guy who looks nerdy with messy hair. His blades are products about 20 years old, battered and not cool looking at all. I was a bit embarrassed but Teru-san immidiately scolded Chin-san. Japanese education teaches kids to conform and empathize, or perhaps this comes naturally with aging?