Yeah, I'm everybody's friend when it's windy or when they're 'racing'. I'm tired on Sunday and these fools are out trying 'race tactics'.
What gets me is when they tell me how to lead them. This Sunday Oleg was making fun of my socks, so I quickly pointed out the mtb shoes, steel bike, triple crank, and, of course, the big gut. Once we started moving he called out "and 60+". Not quite, yet.