The Tyranny of Children
Jan. 16th, 2004 10:28 pmI'm pretty laid back. Honestly, it takes a lot to make do anything violent. The one thing you can do to get me to hit you is touch me in an unwelcomed way.
Today at work while I'm mopping the floor and contemplating whether or not this is my heart's desire some drunken chav, who we've been trying to make leave the restaurant all night, barges in and pulls on my beard trying to kiss me. Now if he weren't 16-years-old, drunk and pimply that might be welcome, however he was. So I pushed him out of the way. I often forget how much strength I have and he went back a fair bit.
Anyhow, kids being as self-righteous as they are today he goes to my manager and tells her that I'd hit him. Of course she insisted that I was touched first, which I was. What's hilarious is that he continues to insist that I hit him first, because I am totally into hitting our customers, until she mentions that it's all on video. He packs his arguement up, swears at her a few times and leaves.
I got really mad for a while and thought about how sweet it would be to walk into his Maths class drunk and start harassing him. Or maybe start some creative resistance and stand outside work wearing a t-shirt that says "You don't remember coming into here drunk last night and harassing me.", taking a few photos and distributing it to local and national media outlets concerned with these issues.
Then dad said something really funny. I mean really out of the blue funny.
Today at work while I'm mopping the floor and contemplating whether or not this is my heart's desire some drunken chav, who we've been trying to make leave the restaurant all night, barges in and pulls on my beard trying to kiss me. Now if he weren't 16-years-old, drunk and pimply that might be welcome, however he was. So I pushed him out of the way. I often forget how much strength I have and he went back a fair bit.
Anyhow, kids being as self-righteous as they are today he goes to my manager and tells her that I'd hit him. Of course she insisted that I was touched first, which I was. What's hilarious is that he continues to insist that I hit him first, because I am totally into hitting our customers, until she mentions that it's all on video. He packs his arguement up, swears at her a few times and leaves.
I got really mad for a while and thought about how sweet it would be to walk into his Maths class drunk and start harassing him. Or maybe start some creative resistance and stand outside work wearing a t-shirt that says "You don't remember coming into here drunk last night and harassing me.", taking a few photos and distributing it to local and national media outlets concerned with these issues.
Then dad said something really funny. I mean really out of the blue funny.
"You should take him to San Francisco and let him see what happens when he kisses some big hairy bear."I may bitch and moan about him but my Dad is really worldly. I mean I haven't really ever discussed my niche sexual preferences with him. I laughed heartily and it totally brightened up my outlook after that.
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Date: 2004-01-17 01:43 am (UTC)Thanks for the chav links tho'- had no idea what neds were.
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Date: 2004-01-18 11:13 am (UTC)more in control then me :)
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