Rollerblading while on the phone...

My sister Brent is not a big fan of rollerblading. He especially hates rollerblading when he sees people doing it while chatting away on their cell phones. I must admit that I rollerblade while talking to Brent on the cell phone. He claims that I am a tinkerbell for participating in such behavior. I tell him that my jean shorts are cut off and that my tube socks are pulled up to my knees. My sister Brent tells me that I am the consummate tinkerbell for the way I am dressed and the fact that I am holding the cell phone so close to my ear.

Brent claims that rollerblading is not very masculine. I tell him it gives me much enjoyment, but he says that my pleasure is obviously misguided. I tell him that I rollerblade several times a week and he suggests that I take up other exercises that might be more of a masculine persuasion. He says that my clothing is extremely disturbing, and he says that he grows squeamish when he hears my voice and the gentle wind hurtling me down the pathway.

I want to ensure everyone out there that rollerblading on the phone is acceptable. The world is a busy place, and that does not mean that we should abandon our conversations for the sake of upholding an image. Rollerblade on the phone...your clothing choice is up to you.