Here was a guy who had obviously spent a lot of time on a skateboard. He had probably started boarding when he was a teenager and never followed the social cues to kick the habit. It reminded me of one of my favorite comedy movies of all time, Zoolander. The movie is about male models living in their own little world where body glitter and Rasor scooters define cool. The movie was about being confident about something, not necessarily what you are confident about.
Unfortunately, most of us are too tuned into the world we live in to really go with our inner groove and wear head to toe body glitter or skateboard to the office everyday. It's a sad fact of life that as we grow older our standards for excellence change. I would be the hippest girl in the world if the measure of my cool was still judged by my ability to produce 20 second long burps but sadly, this skill is no longer marketable. Just as I reach the pinnacle of some goal, that goal becomes irrelevant and I am faced with more mature aspirations. This seems particularly cruel in the case of some of the more complex skills we develop in our youth, like skateboarding or videogames. It takes years to develop a true prowess but by the time you do, nobody cares. My favorite example of the unappreciated savant is Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons. A true genius in his trade but appreciated only by 9 year olds.