After spending the day in my float tube throwing everything I could and not getting even a second glance, I kicked my way back to the dock. When I arrived I met again a guy I'd talked to out on the lake, he also got skunked. As I was dragging my tube out it sprung a leak, then as I was taking my flippers off, I noticed that the other guy's boat had come untied and was drifting away.
Meanwhile a guy in a truck with a sticker in the window which read Farm Boy Toys backs his houseboat in to launch. A girl who appeared to be about 20, was sitting in the cabin of the boat munching a bag of Cheetos looking like a cow chewing its cud, as another dude was in back trying to get the engine running. He's cranking and cranking with no results, the other guy's boat is floating away, my tube is leaking like a sieve, and the girl in the houseboat sat eating her Cheeto's totally apathetic to the entire situation. I've never witnessed such apathy. When the guy with with the lose boat steps out of the port-a-potty the Farm Boy Toy truck dude launching his houseboat matter of factly informs him of his free floating boat.
Finally the houseboat engine fires up and gets launched. Do you think it even occurred to them to give the guy with the lost boat a hand- HELL NO! They just took off. Now I'm sitting with a leaking float tube but obviously the only one available to rescue the run away boat. So I put my flippers back on and as quickly as possible head to the rescue. Just as I get to his boat and start towing it back to shore the Lake Patrol shows up- a day late and a dollar short.
To top everything off, once I got back to shore and took off my flippers again, I then proceeded to remove my waiders and discovered they had leaked through the left foot. So I ended up totally skunked with a leaking float tube and a leaking set of waiders and two frozen feet one of which was soaked. I'm glad there wasn't a real emergency. Isn't it amazing at how indifferent people can be towards each other.