One of my best friend was a Mormon guy. I knew him before he went on his mission. I'm sure it helped him greatly in being less awkward human being. That said, if it was my best friend on a mission for the church of alcohol, casual sex and free cocaine, I still wouldn't want to talk about converting. I'm 27 and I have a GSA. I've got full coverage on it, so I'm never particularly paranoid about it. Last night though I was questioned by some dude in a night class about motorcycles. One of the questions was "where do you park at?". It's an innocent question because parking suck for bikes on campus for some reason. However, it made my spider sense tingle. "Where do you park at?" I wanted to say "Mind your own goddamn business." I ended up just saying "the motorcycle lot." Not to be elitist. but it also reminded me of how much more informed you become about bikes over the average rider if riding is your hobby and not solely transportation. "How many cc's is it?" 1200 "Daaaang, it must be fast." Not particularly. I went on to explain that it was air/oil cooled and two cylindered, no not like a harley. No its a BMW. No they didn't just start making bikes recently. Blah blah. And then I grew two heads and he stopped talking to me.