On the way home from work I stop off at the Maid-Rite to pickup a Cheese-Rite Combo to go. (I have to go into the place cuz since I had by driver’s side window “fixed” it won’t go up & down at all anymore so I can’t use a drive-thru.) The girl gives me a number and empty paper cup. I fill the cup with pop and I’m just standing around. Seeing how the place was empty save one elderly couple sitting in a booth by the window I reach into my pocket and pull out my Puffin. This isn’t me, I never throw in public except maybe parks in the summer way away from others. But since there was no one around really, I thought I throw a bit until my food came.
Now I can’t throw anywhere near like most of you kids. My stuff doesn’t amount to any great shucks, but at least I was cleanly landing on the string and successfully binding & regenerating smoothly without losing so much spin I had to rewind manually or anything as amateurish as that. Suddenly my peripheral vision to my right catches a glimpse of a line of 5 or 6 smiling faces. The manager and his entire staff were lined up behind the counter watching me. I had no idea anyone was around, they were all out in the kitchen just like 30 seconds before. I could feel my face getting red. Then a couple clap a bit, there were some “oh wow” and "that’s was cool"s, as well as the perennial “Do you go to competitions?” I showed them what a $150 yo-yo looks like. They were graciously impressed and thanked me.
THAT was the most gratifying experience I’ve ever had throwing.
(Oh, and the elderly couple…completely underwhelmed. We’re all indebted to their ilk to keep us grounded aren’t we.)