"And, your old too!" Eli yelled while simultaneously showing me his middle finger as he rolled away.
Let me start from the beginning.
After reading the MABRA list thing, I brought it up with Eli after the lunch ride that we had too many people registered at Jeff Cup and we needed fewer. When I was done talking, he said "OK, and.."
Me- "So we should do something about it now!"
E- "OK, your off the team."
Me- "But I'm the face of the team"
E- "No, that would be Dave, your too ugly"
Me- "The bad boy of the team?"
Me-"The new guy, the dark-horse?"
E- "That would be Sean O'Rourke"
Me-"The crazy/weird guy who everyone likes?"
Me- "What about that time I sharpened the pencils for the Hotel survey, that's got to count for something!"
E- "Sorry, we need to have less guys at Jeff Cup."
Me-"Fine! I'll go join a team and rival you guys then!"
E- "That would be Evan"
Then Eli flipped me off, said what he had to say and rode off into the sunset.
So, I called Mark Sommers (AKA "The Ferret") and asked about being on DC Velo. He told me to meet him by "the duck pond" and hung up. I found a duck pond and waited for several hours, but he never showed. While I was waiting I called Evan Fader about getting on Richmond Pro. He said I hurt his feelings too much to help me out, and like Mark, he hung up on me.
What to do now?