Once I showed up to this skatepark when we first moved here in 2006. I was really nervous to try anything because, well, it had been a while and it was packed with kids. After me being a total wuss just sitting on the sidelines for about 20 minutes, a 10 year old boy approached me. He said, "Ma'am, um, I think your helmet is on backwards".
Then he dropped into the bowl quickly, never to make eye contact again.
I felt pretty much not so awesome. But I didn't leave like I wanted to. I fixed my helmet, blushed harshly, then finally tried my wimpy little tricks off to the side.
Only me. It would only happen to me. And how many other times have I done that without knowing?